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Kam: Kick out Tiff!!!! Come on girl!!!!!!
Tiffany: Held up in your arms, I can feel the world falling apart around me, at least my own. This is the second time in not too long that you have me held up like this, preparing for that patented devastating finisher of yours and there's no way I'm ever gonna get used to this feeling. It seems my body reacts in a very devastating way every time you get anywhere close to my ass. And that's exactly what's happening to me right now. There's also that much anticipated and feared drop that's coming. Hence, it's no surprise that I cannot hold myself in any longer the moment you drop down. My juices fly around, and with my fans being so close to the ring, I'm not sure how many I have managed to spatter with that explosive orgasm.
I'm not knocked out this time though, my eyes are wide open and staring. That might make this even more worse as I'm forced to take in the plight of my position. Somehow, within the first few minutes, I have my own toes poking my palms, my knees squishing my own 34Cs and my legs and ass wide open, showing off the havoc that you've wrecked. My pussy is leaking all over me as stray shudders of that climax run through me, making my body jerk. Sasha seems to be rooted to the spot for now, watchin the display in front of her. It takes you and the fans shouting at her to realize you have me pinned for a while now and she needs to count.
"ONEE!"
Quickly, she drops down and her hand slaps the mats for the first time. The whole crowd roars, counting along with her. Staring between my legs, I can see your eyes boring into me, your hands firmly cupping my quaking cakes, keeping me folded over myself.
"TWOO!!"
Another count and the crowd chants along, Sasha's open palm slamming on the mat next to me. Drones whirr above us, cameras snap around in a frenzy, wanting to capture this moment. This is definitely gonna make it into the highlight reel for this match and the NWWL as a whole, maybe even THE highlight of the match.
"THR... WAIITT!!!"
Sasha's hand was about to hit the mat again, but she holds it back just in time. The crowd, that had already been through the third count themselves fall completely silent, almost stunned at what they see. Somehow, I have managed to shove my shoulders up and pivot, breaking out of the pin and onto my sides. There's a murmur running through the crowd... "She's kicked out after being PLANTED by Riti! She's broken the pin!" Soon, cheers break out among my fans as shouts of "Tiff's kicked out!!" make rounds among the crowd.
Riti: PURR as I peek at you giggling. You look so vulnerable and cute like this-the Tiffany that terrorized with her whirlwind Tiffy Roll seems like a distant memory as she is winded herself and I have made myself home over her upturned cakes after tasting her sexy booty telling her fans I own this. My arms crossed as if sitting on a library desk which of course is your derriere. I smile as Sasha finally slams the MAT Hard each of her open palms making your boobs jitter and your hair fly up. I am so confident that I have you that I don't even look at you or the view instead wink at the cameras for a decisive showcase pose so when I don't hear the crowd howl after that final pin I am taken aback. "don't tell me this is like the WWE where the stupid ref does not know how to count" I look at Sasha and she demurely points to your shoulder as you turn just a wee bit sideways. "what the fuck?" I have an absolutely angry yet shocked and surprised all at once and I know wrestling is also about acting and here this expression comes naturally to me. I can hear the crowd murmur "BROKEN THE PIN.....GRR I WILL BREAK THIS BITCH" I hiss angrily as I push your upturned pale ass sideways.
I need to have a word with Sasha. If she hadn't wasted time this would have been long over and she was doing a slow count for sure. I was told by Tae that their ref's deliberately count slow to emphasize the pin and of course give a chance for the inevitable rain showers but my anger and frustration as well as her really slow count get the better of me. "don't you dare tell me this is company policy" I hiss at Sasha as she tries to defend stepping back. Now I do play the heel in the ring but I know it works and if not now maybe next time she won't be that slow. I turn my gaze to Tiffany who is pulling herself up after that being PLANTED I don't know how she did it I was sure she blacked out...but it was not a total KO and I intend to correct it. "come on here Tiff" I gesture for her to get back up but just as she is about to get to her knees, I am swinging my sexy brown leg unfurled showcasing that trimmed dark patch as my legs open just a bit my boot aimed for the side of her head in a swinging ENZUIGIRI to send her smack down again if all goes per plan
Tiffany: At the absolutely last minute, I shove my shoulder upwards. The movement was so sudden and unexpected that half the crowd has their mouth hanging open. And over me, I can see you arguing with Sasha, absolutely aghast and fuming. Poor Sasha's having to face the wrath of the mighty Jungle Queen, as you embrace that heel persona! You might have gotten the pin, the match all set and done if Sasha had been quicker. I was lost in a world of my own, in a post orgasmic haze. My mind was way too pre-occupied to think about a kick-out and an escape just then. The only thing different this time was I managed to not get knocked out. Too bad we'll never find out what could have been!
Whatever it might have been, I'm sure the NWWL fam doesn't mind this one bit. They get to see more of us rolling around and I'm sure they expect more of these spectacular showers. After all, the NWWL is known for it's sprinkler shows and they haven't been disappointed from what they have seen until now. Things are already wet, though most of it is my own doing. I have to thank Sasha for taking it slow with the pin, though I'm not sure she did that in purpose.
Inside the ring, you are the focal point for most of the attention as you shove me sideways, making my body flop onto my sides. I'm not getting in the middle of your argument with the ref, I have my own problems to deal with. Slowly, I turn around and start getting to my knees. The wet canvas is making it more difficult than it should ever have been as I'm slipping, falling down, getting back up again. Seems like you are already done with bullying Sasha. I turn my head towards you, trying to see where you are. Out of nowhere I see your foot come flying towards me. I panic and flail, my motions causing me to slip and fall, my face hitting the mat. Coincidentally, this might also be enough to make your foot fly over my head and get you off-balanced and tripping over yourself.
Riti: Tiffany is having a hard time getting up... Its all the wet mess she has created and I think I can send her down once more except, her motions are uncoordinated and incoherent. Just as I think my boot is about to smack her temple she trips and falls face down buns up but now my leg swivels with no support. My jungle training would kick in to keep me poised and balanced...except there is no squirt mess ring to train and my boot keeping me grounded slips as I overextend myself. It might be a comedy of errors but the outcome is shocking as I try to reach for the ropes...SHITTT NOOO I shake my head as I feel myself slipping the ropes are still some ways off and the only option is to brace. With a wet PLOPPP I slip down sideways to my side and thighs falling down missing my move. The crowd loves the somewhat campy looking action but trust me we did not plan it.
My sexy booty rises the ring is still a slippery mess as I shake my head a bit disoriented and get to my hands and knees. A mix of anger and embarrassment coursing through me as I crawl towards the corner. Better be safe and get back up using the ropes as I pull myself to my feet. Panting as I stand hunched in the corner take a breath...call it round 2 it feels like one after the heady events of PLANTING Tiff and now the slow pin and me missing a chance to keep her down. Sasha stands in the middle she is having trouble as well but where is Tiffany I did not focus on her while I tried to get back up hope it does not cost me
Tiffany: I'm still a little shaky on my balance, my mind trying to desperately focus back on the match. The mess I have made is making it that much more difficult. Frustrated, I place my hands on the mat and partially lift myself off the mat. We NWWL wrestlers always end up in a wet ring, maybe we should train in one as well. Maybe I'll take it up with Tay once I'm done here, setting up a wet training arena or something. Suddenly, I see your foot approaching fast. In my panic, I stumble again on the dastardly wet canvas. Braced for the impact, I close my eyes, face scrunched, hands flying up to guard myself. It never comes though and I hear loud thud behind me. Your foot apparently has flown over my head and with the mat so wet, you've ended up slipping and falling down! Looks like it's not always too bad to squirt your brains out during a match at NWWL, it may end up saving your ass! This might have been hilarious for anyone outside the ring, and I can already hear a few giggles. That little exchange might give anyone unfamiliar with us the completely wrong idea, like two rookies fumbling their way about the wrestling ring.
You get all disoriented, shaking your head. This might be the chance for me to make a comeback. Quietly, I roll out of the ring while you reach for the ropes. I let you get up while I slowly sneak towards the corner, right behind you. I wait, letting you get back up fully. "Riti! Watch out!" There's a loud shout from one of your fans, but I'm already reaching forward through the ropes, my hands reaching out for your ankles. I try to pull them back, looking to sweep you off your feet, hopefully planting that cute little face of yours into the mat.
Riti: We might very well be rookies at least in the NWWL ring..wrestling naked in a squirty mess yeah I am quite the rookie for that though it has been known to happen towards the end of most matches...speaking of an end..this one should have ended as well but now I am left scrambling to find my opponent in all this balancing act. You don't seem to be in the ring...or are you behind me..precious seconds are wasted as I look around and then I hear a warning. Most of my fans do scream a warning and god bless them for it as it has helped me most times but ....not always..."where?...UGNHHHH" I barely realize that the sexy blonde bitch is outside and now has my ankles...I grunt hard as one hand braces for impact going down face first is always a dizzying experience buns raised my tight brown glutes pulsate as I am ass up face down..not the most royal of positions.
Shaking my head...I get back luckily not much damage given the warning or I might have been in deeper trouble. I look up see Sasha who is staring that sly lusty ref I guess why she applied for that role but her gaze tells me you are back in the ring. I have to do something anything, mind racing I pull one leg in tucking it close to my abs and try to send it backwards without looking hopefully it hits something.
Tiffany: The din of the crowd's so loud, I can barely hear my own voice. It seems there was no way you'd hear me sneaking up behind you, unless you actually did see me. And judging by your completely confused expression, I'm pretty sure you haven't. By the time you hear the warning shout, it's already too late. You end up face-planting yourself on the mat the moment I pull back on your ankles. There's a loud thud and I know that has caused some damage. There's a dazed look on your face, and in a complete frenzy, your foot shoots backwards towards me, under the ropes.
That was the opening I was looking for though! Your foot shoots back and I smoothly side-step letting it fly past me. But you aren't pulling it back though, not before I'm done trying something out. My hand locks around that long leg flying past me. I lean forwards, and with my other hand, I grab on to your other foot. Standing just behind the corner post, I try to lock your legs on either side of me, under my armpits, on either side of the post. I spread them wide, showing off your trimmed patch to the crowd before looking to pull you back into the post, rubbing your wet folds all over it!
Riti: My leg braces for possible impact except nothing happens. I need to try again I need to see where you are I try to pull it back except now you have it. My taut glutes ripple as the leg is stretched and strained. And then the other ankle. I am in trouble I know it one look at my panicked face can tell anyone. "hey...wait....noooo nooo Tiffany nooo" I scream shaking my head as you locked my legs tight under your arms I push against my hands raising my body up. My body tenses anticipating a boston crab or something...worse. And then just as suddenly the sweaty skin slips and slides around the already wet ring and my legs spread wide showing my wet folds to the front row fans and my tight pucker as I try to close my legs but fail and then get SLAMMEDDD...CROTCHED
Against the steel post.. The crowd hushed into silence as I have a shocked contorted expression on my face raising myself up I fall down on my boobs and face as you work the move using the very ring post to grind my kitty... For a second the pain shoots through my spine but also the rubbing makes it humiliating and sexy...and I hump my booty against the post..its a reaction to the move and more my hands having long given up trying to raise me up now slide under my body to my kitty trying to massage the pain
Tiffany: I can feel your long legs tighten, as if expecting me to lock in a hold. Your panicked screams let me know that you realize how vulnerable your situation is right now. But I'm sure you are nowhere near enough prepared for what I'm gonna do next. I spread you wide, letting the NWWL fam have a look at that famed JQ kitty! Your cheeks bunch up and part, the jiggling flesh revealing your tight pucker hiding underneath. Your hands flail, but there's no obvious thing for you to grab on and the wet ring doesn't help. I pull back, perhaps way harder than I intended and your body slides along the mat, naked breasts rubbing across the canvas, until the corner post between your legs brings you to sudden halt!
There's absolute silence in the crowd. People hadn't expected the well-loved Blonde Blitzbabe to pull something like that! Well, it's good that everyone realizes that once push comes to shove, I prepared to take it up a notch. I let go off your legs, letting them slump and fall beside me. I see your delicious brown booty raised and pressed flush against the post. My hands reach over, parting those cheeks, tugging you back, rubbing your bud all over the steel post.
Riti: A collective gasp as the crowd wonders what kind of damage was done to the Jungle Queen's pussy. The sexy face girl really pulled off a heelish move and that role reversal for sure plays well with the crowd especially as they see the heelish Queen being humbled by that one unexpected move. Frankly Tiffany needed a big move like that to pull herself up and she sure got it with this CROTCH SLAM...But her heelish side is revealed as well...coz my torment isn't over yet Overwhelmed by the move with my hand under neath massaging my kitty my booty raised a bit my eyes go wide as I feel her pale hands over my ass patting them at first. I look at the fans as camera flashes dot the ring and then look sideways and the jumbo screen show my humiliation.
Tiffany has her hands kneading and massaging my tight butt cheeks before she exposes my quivering rosebud...I played with her ass even though she protested a fact not lost on her and me as she chuckles and spreads my buns revealing my pucker and then tugs my legs back rubbing my ass against the pole. Its more humiliating than hurting as the cold steel makes me shiver a touch and I can't help but form a mini puddle right under my furr patch tongue out as I hump back eyes closed wanting this humiliation to end as the crowd start making lewd comments
Tiffany: The crowd's still in awe, seeing the always so sweet, goody two-shoes blonde showing off her alternate side. There are gasps everywhere followed by murmurs running through the crowd. I'm not sure how they are all going to receive this. But soon a cheer breaks, followed by another, and then another until the ringside is roaring their approval. That gives me all the confidence I need to scoot forward and grab those delicious buns, kneading them, spreading them apart, letting that tight pucker peek through. Pulling you snug against the post, I rub you all over the cold metal. And to my surprise, I get a response from you as you start humping the post, all by yourself. "Oooh, looks like your queen is getting really horny, look at her hump the post... Maybe you should all start calling her the Jungle Slut instead!" I taunt a section of the crowd that's clearly supporting you, holding your banners.
Just when I sense you were getting closer and closer, I abruptly stop and spank those buns, leaning over the ropes. "Nope, no cumming for you so soon bitch!" I finally roll inside the ring next to you. Sasha's made no effort to call me in and she's doing nothing to stop me from approaching you in the corner. Reaching down to your still slumped form, I grab your dark curls and pull you up to your feet. Standing besides you, a little behind, I slide my left arm around you, just under your arm. My right goes low, down your back, until my thumb starts sliding into your crack, between those cheeks. Working my way lower, I look to slide my thumb into your tight pucker. "Mmmhh... time to see the real buttslut.." I coo into your ear, my head resting on your shoulder as my thumb slides in deeper, exploring that eager ass, waiting to take it all in. Two fingers curl forward, sliding into those wet folds. Bending my knees, I pull your back against my breasts and look to lift you up, using my fingers lodged deep inside your holes.
Riti: Eyes closed this humiliation has gone on for too long as the cold steel of the post makes for a strong contrast to your hot warm fingers and now another hard SPAAANK....as my only response is a confused lust filled UNHHHHHHHH as I raise my head up my boobs perky and hanging while you play with my body and work the horny NWWL fans as well. "look at the puddle she made" someone points leaving me mortified as I hang my head down on hands and knees relieved that the tormenting hold at least is over...I feel the heavy thudded footsteps in the ring. This time there is no need for a warning a hard pull on my curls is enough to show off my lust driven contorted face flush with pain to the crowd one hand is still between my legs as I am hauled up to my feet.
One hand pulls my arm up making it trapped and useless while my body is bent not in a good way..or maybe a good way for you to reach the most inaccessible of places. The crowd senses what is to come as you gesture to them with your hand roaming my back and buns and then suddenly UHGHHH as if given a shock I perk up on my tippy toes..."wait....Tiffany..please....noo.....my...you ....can't ...my ass" I scream shaking my head as your thumb plunges with an audible POP into my sweaty ass crack and I go weak in my knees hearing your words shaking my head to the fans as they have taken their phones...its a variant of my own move and I know how it feels now to be at the receiving end of it. My body lifted up in a pumphandle with one hand trapped by your hand and the other hand cupping my kitty while your hand explores my pussy and even my ass. A few panicked squirts rise in the air as I fear what is come..."please....noo put...me down...unhh"
Tiffany: Your sweaty body seems to fit perfectly against mine, with your back pushing my tits against my chest. I can feel those tits rise and fall as your breathing gets faster and faster. It seems your body's reacting to whatever I'm doing to you right now in all the perfect ways, a little moan here, a little squeak there. I bend you with one arm while the other's busy exploring you. It used to be the norm this, me putting you in all those obscure moves to bring out the most devastating reactions from you. The last couple of times have been the exception. About time we get things back to how they were before our previous tussle in the ring.
"Oh? I can't? I can't Riti? What can't I do?" I ask in a loud, mocking tone behind you. Lifting you up with my fingers deep in your ass, I hold you there for a moment, for the cameras to snap all the pictures they need. Just before everyone's anticipating the big drop, I instead place you back on your feet. There's a loud groan from the crowd as they think I'm letting you off the literal hook I have you on with my fingers. But then I arch my back again, lifting you up high for the second time, making my fingers dig in even deeper. The crowd finally catches on to what I'm doing. Every time I pick you up and lower you, my fingers explore all the nook and corners of you that I missed the time before. The crowd cheers while I have you up in the air, before placing you down again.
"Hope I'm not stretching out those holes Riti?" I ask behind you as I go for another lift, with that famous NWWL bowling ball grip. The crowd builds up a nice rhythm to their cheers as I pick you up and put you down, Oohing and Aahing at all the right places. The drones are going to get all the footage they need of your panicked face, anticipating the fall every time I lift you up.
I do it once... twice... thrice... four times.. The fifth time I lift you up, I'm satisfied my fingers are in deep, and I have you all nice and wet. "Down you go hon!" I turn around, showing your dripping pussy and stretched pucker to all sections of the crowd before I finally fall backwards, looking to slam the top of your head and your upper back into the mat behind me.
Taylor: "Jaysus" - finding myself a lil sympathy-wet even as my prized hire goes from handing out the punishment to taking some!
Riti: Tiffany has unleashed her beast mode and I am the victim here. My protests fall on her deaf ears not that I would have done anything different. The crowd hollering and cheering even some of my own fans as they are driven by nothing but adrenaline and lust and this is exactly what they are getting in the ring. I am reminded of how Tiffany used the Tiffy roll to devastating effect in our very first encounter and now this she has me bent and then hoisted up with her fingers in my holes. I flail like a skewered victim while she shows me off my leopard printed boots flailing mid air as the cameras capture her fingers wet with my slick juices running down her hand...I am aware she could put me down any time but luckily she sends me back down to my feet. The paingasm courses through me as I stay there with a flush ahegao face each time she puts me on my feet a trickle of wet juices run down my thighs.
NUHHHH UNHHH is all I manage as this continues with her playing the crowd. Her hand in my pucker stretches my tight hole and my pussy...well its leaking like a faucet on top of that I am drooling tongue out completely flustered my knees wobble each time she sends me to my feet as I swoon standing could fall any moment now. She is trash talking all this time as the crowd gasps and chants. Each time her fingers come out from my holes I almost crash to my knees only to be propped up by her vile hands once more. Finally lifted a fifth time as if its a weight lifting showcase she suddenly slams me on my upper back and head...NOOOO UGHHHH I sense it as instead of going forward she goes back. I tuck my head in not sure if it helps but
WHAAMMMMMM the ring boards creak as I land on my upper back and almost immediately bounce up into a sitting position. But for me its daze of color and heady lights. On my bum I sway side to side flush ahegao face and all and then crash arms over my head tits wobbling and my legs open up to reveal a continuous stream of juices leaking from my spasming body my furr patch completely coated as I am flat on my back listless
Tiffany: The fortunes have absolutely flipped! From being planted, to now me being the one to do the lifting and dropping, this match has come a long way. From me being the one pleading, what seems ages ago now, to you absolutely begging me to let go of your ass, it has all come a full circle. The crowd's suddenly all impartial as they watch and cheer, voices rising and falling with the motion of your body going up and down. It's like I'm the Maestra to an unplanned musical concert, and you are the baton with which I'm controlling everything out here. The NWWL faithful seem to absolutely enthralled to see everyone's favorite, the indomitable Jungle Queen being absolutely taken apart by her arch nemesis.
Janessa: "GOOOO TIFF!!!" comes from near the barricades.
Tiffany: It's time to finally debut my new finisher. The audience finally get a look at the Blitz, the complete kinky, extended cut. Every lift and every drop pushes my fingers deeper inside you, stretching you out and working you over. I can feel the first drops of your impending climax starting to tickle down. The lights are on us and the screens show your absolutely wrecked situation with your eyes rolling back and your tongue lolling out of your mouth. "Oooh... Looks like the Jungle Queen's gonna lose her kingdom tonight!" With a final lift, I hold you up, before falling down backwards. This is gonna be a good test of how diligent Taylor's been towards her duties. There's a loud thud, the board's creek, but everything stays in place and the ring holds up. You on the other hand don't look too good right now. I get back to my knees to see you sitting in the middle of the ring, looking completely listless and out of it. Are you knocked out? It's difficult to tell.
Your body starts falling backwards and I quickly slide behind you settling myself behind. My legs close around your waist on other side, and my body starts to roll, taking you along with me for the ride, in a mini version of my patented Tiffy roll. I stop after a couple of flips and get to my knees, pushing my ass against yours to fold you up in a humiliating pin. My pale cheeks stand in sharp contrast against your brown buns.
"Sasha!! Get down here!" I scream for Sasha to start the count, but she seems to be too lost gawking at us. "Hello? The world to Sasha? How about you get down to what you've been hired for?!" Shaking her head, she drops down and finally her hand slaps the mat for the count.
"ONEEEE!"
I arch my back and raise my hand, supporting myself with the other, counting with my fingers. The more I push myself up, the more you end up folded over. This is going to be the one for the cameras. The promoters are going to have a hard time picking between this and the previous one to show off as the match poster. In between all those camera flashes, Sasha's hand hits the mats for the second time!
"TWWOOOO!!"
Published: 9 days ago, viewed 63 times.
Nataliakitten
10 hours agoThis is awesome
Kamryn Klein
7 days agoKeep her down Tiff!
Taylor Tayrror
8 days agoCome on Riti! I hired ya to kick & lick ass, not get ya cakes up on display like the downtown bakery!
Kamryn Klein
7 days ago(In reply to this)
Your girl is just following in your foot steps!