SECW - SouthEast Championship Wrestling

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You are not logged in. - Madison Jones - Age: 28, 5'10", 198 lbs, 8" Uncut Cock

You are not logged in. - Dangerous Dev - Age: 27, 6'0", 196 lbs, 7" Uncut Cock

Madison Jones:
The SECW Southern Scream Tour is starting up right here in Augusta Georgia. I took September off to deal with some issues in Las Vegas that needed my attention, but in truth, I've been missing the wrestling ring badly lately. My opponent to kick things off is Dangerous Dev, a man I am 1 to 1 with. In the spirit of the tour, I'm sitting around in the back while the make-up artist is in the process of applying some face paint to my face. I'm already geared up in my blue trunks and boots, give a wave to Dev as I see him wandering around, me set to head out first.

Dangerous Dev:
It's been a couple of months since Madison and I stepped into the ring. I know I haven't had much action lately but I'm trying to get back into it. He has cut down on his fight card recently too, so we may both be rusty for our tiebreaker. I see him in his gear getting makeup put on him. He waves to me and I wave back to him before walking over to my locker and taking my tank top off and throwing it in the locker. Already in my blue DANGER speedo and black. I shut the locker door and stay in that position, hands on my locker, for a few seconds breathing heavily and thinking about the match.

Madison Jones:
With the makeup artist finishing up, I stand up and take a look in the mirror admiring the work. There is something about wearing wolf makeup that seems a bit on the nose, but it's in the spirit of the season and I think it looks good and goes along with my lightly hairy body.

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"Good luck out there Dev." We are both professional about this, we both know that when the match starts, we are giving it our all. I start to make my way out as I hear the announcer getting ready looking back just in case you have something to say before heading out.

Dangerous Dev:
I hear you moving around behind me. I turn around and lean my back against the lockers and see you standing across from me in wolf makeup. I stare at you for a few seconds, as this isn't the Madison Jones that I'm used to seeing. You wish me luck and I nod at you. You approach the door and then stand there before walking out. "Good luck, Madison. Let the best man win out there tonight. Or wolf, either one." I stand there, wondering if you'll react as I start to psych myself up for the match.

Madison Jones:
A simple nod from me, and then I head out.

Announcer:
"Ladies and Gentleman, the following is a single fall Submission Match, loser gets fucked! The first competitor, making his way to the ring for San Francisco California, standing at 5'10" and weighing in at 198 lbs. He is the rising star of the SECW! Madison Jones!"

Madison’s Music

Madison Jones:
An English cover of the song Alumina plays as I make my way there, the crowd cheering as I've gained a lot of fame as the man headed toward the championship here at SECW. I wave to the crowd as I strut down in my blue trunks, many of them taking pictures of me in the facepaint. Rolling into the ring under the bottom rope while the crowd is cheering, I rise to my feet and climb a turnbuckle. Raising both hands, a shower of lights from cameras flashes over me before I finally drop down to my corner looking for Dangerous Dev to come and join me.

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Dangerous Dev:
Standing at the doorway of the locker room, watching you make your way out to the ring to the adoration of the fans, flashes going off as they take pictures of you. You roll into the ring then climb a turnbuckle and give the crowd another photo op before the match starts. You retreat to your corner and I wait to hear the announcer's voice.

Announcer:
"And his opponent on his way to the ring, from the great state of New York! He stands 6' tall and weighing in at 186 lbs. He is DAAAAANGEROUS DEVVV!"

Dangerous Dev:
When I hear my name called, I emerge from the doorway and stand at the end of the aisle, taking in the atmosphere. No music for me. Unlike my opponent, I prefer a no-frills entrance to a flashy one. I saunter toward the ring, turning my head side to side to take a look at the crowd. There's a smattering of cheers for me, but nothing like the reception you got. But I'm not here to win over fans, so I'm used to that. I finally get to ringside and step up onto the apron. I turn around, back against the ropes, and look out at the crowd in front of me, flexing for them. Then I turn and flex in your direction before I step through the ropes and go into my corner, waiting for the match to get underway.

Madison Jones:
The Ref calls us to the center of the ring and starts to go over the rules, and the general stuff about a clean match. The whole time I'm looking you in the eyes, my blue-grey ones the same behind this mask of paint. I then hold out my right hand for a shake as I've done in our last two matches. You've been respectful in our last matches, I don't bother to guard my core as I don't expect you to take an early cheap shot against me.

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Dangerous Dev:
We both head to the center of the ring, the ref probably going over the rules but I know I'm not listening to him, and judging by the way you're staring into my eyes, I don't think you're paying any attention to him either. We're both focused on one thing -- making the opponent submit and claiming our reward. And we both know only one of us can do it. You put your hand out, something I've become accustomed to in our previous matches. I've accepted the offer in the past. This time, I stand there motionless for a few seconds, wanting you to wonder if I'll shake this time. Then I raise my hand and grasp yours, giving you a quick shake before releasing. "I'm going to make you howl in pain tonight. Are you ready?"

Madison Jones:
"You know I'm no push over." You go to release and I keep holding your hand firmly, eyes still focused as the bell rings, and then go to Irish Whip you into a corner trying to get the pounce on you. However you take the move, I'm already rushing after you aiming to follow up with a clothesline to your chest or back.

Dangerous Dev:
You don't release the handshake and right as the bell rings, you send me into the corner with an Irish whip, catching me off guard with the sneak attack. My back hits the turnbuckles and I see you rushing toward me going for a clothesline. Just getting started in the match, I hope my reflexes are fast enough as I try to drop down to my knees and avoid contact from your arm if I'm quick enough.

Madison Jones:
Dropping down, I come at you with my arm raised, bicep aimed firmly at where your neck was. My right hand shoots out as you duck to stop me from colliding with the turnbuckle, you alongside me now. I spin your way throwing my right arm trying to grab your shoulder, and if I do, I then go to ram my knee into your gut as hard as I can.

Dangerous Dev:
I manage to avoid the clothesline, but that doesn't stop you. Before I can get back up to my feet, you grab my shoulder and send your knee flying into my abs. I flex them to absorb some of the blow, but it still stings. I launch my right arm toward you, fist clenched, hoping to slow down your early attack if I can land a punch into your gut.

Madison Jones:
The punch hits my gut with me staggering back with me falling into the corner arms over the top ropes. I give off a light growl, a single blow to the abs not enough to impact my performance while I'm still fresh. I kick up both boots using my arms to suspend myself in the air and try to kick them both into your gut aiming to compound the damage I just did there.

Dangerous Dev:
The punch does its job and gets you off me. You end up in the corner, arms draped over the ropes. I grab the middle rope to help me get back to a standing position and I see your boots flying toward me, clearly going for my gut again. I try to get out of the way and your boot lands a glancing blow on my side but misses your intended target. I retreat, heading toward the next corner to make some room between us.

Madison Jones:
Scoring a glancing blow, you withdraw wanting to get some space between us. I come out of the corner with my left hand feeling my gut now from the punch from earlier, a little bit of sweat showing on my body. The crowd is into the action, but it's been pretty tame so far. Hands coming up defensive, I move your way on the lookout for any sudden strikes, then when I get in range, I reach for your right arm and try to wrench it behind your back in a hammerlock.

Dangerous Dev:
I'm still feeling the effects of the knee on my abs, and now my side is hurting some from that kick. But when I see you approaching, I know I have to be ready. You're in a defensive position. I'm getting ready to attack when you get near me. But you have the same idea. You reach out for my right arm and get it in your grip. I feel you twisting it, trying to get it behind my back. I'm trying to fight it, but you have some extra weight on me and you manage to get behind me with my arm pressed against my back in a hammerlock. I reach my left arm behind me, trying to grab your head with it. If I can, I'm going to try to send you flying over me with a snap mare, but I'm not sure if I'll be able to do it with one arm.

Madison Jones:
The hammerlock succeeding, I step up right behind your back, the hair of my chest rubbing against your skin and the bulge of my trunks against your ass. I'm a little aroused, someplace between halfway to full if you are curious. Reaching your hand up to grab my head, you hear a growl from me as you try to flip me over your should with one hand. I retaliate by kicking out your left knee with my boot foiling the attempt, my left hand coming up to the back of your head. With you on one leg and us near the corner, you fell back to earlier, I then try to slam your head into the second turnbuckle.

Dangerous Dev:
You growl again, and I can't get you over in the snap mare. You do even more damage, kicking my knee out from under me, making me wobbly. I feel your hand on the back of my head, and you slam my head forward toward the middle turnbuckle. I try to put my free arm out in front of me to prevent my head from making contact with the hard buckle.

Madison Jones:
Some sweat is building as I'm exerting control over you, but you resist as to be expected. With your hand on the buckle saving you from the impact, my right arm still holding you in the Hammerlock, I now go to wrap my left arm around your neck under your chin, then fall backward aiming to deliver the first power move of the match, a reverse DDT. If it works, I release your arm from the hammerlock to prevent any potentially serious damage to it as I'm not trying to break an arm.

Dangerous Dev:
I block the turnbuckle slam, but you keep me in the hammerlock. Sweat is pouring down my body, being on the defensive pretty much this entire match so far. I see your left arm coming toward me, and you wrap it around my neck. You fall backward and I hit a reverse DDT on me, bringing the match up a notch. You release my arm from the hammerlock, but I'm laying on the mat looking up at the lights after that DDT

Madison Jones:
With you laid out from the DDT, roll over on my hands and knees while you stare up at the lights. Reaching for your right hand and your right leg, I pull you away from the corner now starting to build momentum. I ram my boots into your back and bend the two limbs back as I go to lock in a Grounded Bow and Arrow Lock.

Dangerous Dev:
You get next to me on the mat and you grab both of my right limbs, using them to drag me away from the corner. You get your knees planted firmly in my back and you start to pull on my arm and leg. I try to resist it, but I'm still feeling the effects of the DDT so I can't offer as much resistance as I'd like and you lock in the move. "AHHHHH!" I yell out, to the cheers of your fans in the crowd. I stretch my left leg out as far as I can, trying to get it on the ropes to get you to break the hold, but I'm not sure if my foot will make it that far.

Madison Jones:
Your hot body is bent and put firmly on display, my bulge grows while you struggle. Seeing you reaching out your left leg going for the rope break, I pull your arm and leg tighter, both boots on your side I grazed early with my kick from the corner. Gritting my teeth, right as you are about to reach the rope I release your arm and leg and let the limbs rocket forward satisfied with the damage I've inflicted. On my back now, I roll a full rotation away from you, a little bit of my face paint starting to come off from sweat on the canvas. I then proceed to bring my knees to my chest and kip up to standing burning some energy to get up quickly.

Dangerous Dev:
You see I'm about to get to the ropes, so instead of being forced to break the hold, you release my arm and leg, and my body crashes face first into the mat as the limbs slingshot forward. I see you roll away from me and kip up. As you do, I roll in the other direction, trying to get under the bottom rope, and fall to the floor. I know I need to get a timeout here if I can manage to get out of the ring before you go back on the attack.

Madison Jones:
On my feet in the center of the ring, I see you roll out needing a breather. I can give you that, my right fist beats the left side of my chest a couple of times and then hold it up in the air while my fans cheer. I then point at you and gesture for you to come dance, both hands up defensively. "Comes on Dev. Come and get seconds." Meanwhile, with you outside of the ring, the Ref starts his count. One... Two...

Dangerous Dev:
I get outside of the ring and hear the fans cheering for you. Still hurting from the punishment I've taken so far, I grab the apron and use it to pull me off the floor as the ref counts. He gets up to six, and I slide my body under the bottom rope for a moment, just long enough to break the count before sliding out again. "Guess you gotta start the count over, ref." Looking at you and smiling. Trying to get into your head a little as I take another few seconds outside the ring.

Madison Jones:
You are trying to lure me out of the ring, and it isn't something I'm falling for. I don't care for this to become a brawl as lately, I've been seeing too much of that with a certain other person who seems to thrive on the violence outside the ring. Instead, I fall back to my corner away from you, spread my arms over the top ropes, and start resting there. "Whenever you are ready to wrestle Dev." That is all I say, the Ref restarts his count looking a bit annoyed.

Dangerous Dev:
You get some rest in yourself, leaning in the ropes with your arms over the ropes. The ref glares at me before restarting the 10 count and I sarcastically wave at him. "I didn't do anything against the rules, now do your job zebra." I climb onto the apron at the five count and stand there. He gets up to eight and I step to step through the ropes, my foot landing on the mat at nine when I finish entering the ring, having recovered somewhat but clearly still hurting though I'm trying not to show you that. "Waiting for your date?" I ask, looking at you relaxing in the corner. "Come on big boy. time for me to tame the wolf."

Madison Jones:
I come back your way now that you've decided we are having a match. As I get close to you starting to circle, I lunge in forcing a Collar and Elbow lockup. I do so intending to shove you into a corner while adding another hit to your back. Let's see how you react.

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Dangerous Dev:
I stand there waiting for you, and you approach me. You lunge in and we lock up. I didn't just spend my recovery time trying to get my energy back, I was also developing a plan to get back into this match, and when you lock up I immediately launch my head forehead towards yours, going for a headbutt hoping you're not anticipating it.

Madison Jones:
Your head crashes into mine landing forehead to forehead. I grunt as my head slings back, some of the face paint rubbing off on your temple. We struggle now proper in the lock-up, the tension from our muscles straining in a way only wrestlers can truly appreciate, I fall backward realizing I'm not going to win the lock-up. I throw my right boot into your gut as I fall to my back and go to kick you over my shoulder with a monkey flip, my corner behind me.

Dangerous Dev:
You try to stay in the lock up after the headbutt and we continue to strain to gain the advantage, but then you release it and you send your boot into my abs, focusing your attack there some more. You fall back onto the mat and send me flying over you with a monkey flip, the momentum sending me flying into the corner. My body smashes into the turnbuckles, and I crumble down to my knees with my arms draped over the middle ropes.

Madison Jones:
On my back, my left hand feeling my head from the impact a moment ago, I shake it side to side to get back in the game. It was my first headshot, nothing I can't tolerate for now. With the rest I had thanks to your time outside the ring, I'm spry enough to kip-up again, this time my sweaty body drawing more cheers from the crowd. Turning your way I step towards you and reach for your legs going to pull them up under my armpits. I then give a tug trying to pull you out of the corner, and if successful, I then fall backward aiming to slingshot you across the ring.

Dangerous Dev:
My back is to you, but I see and hear the crowd cheering so I suspect you must be going for something. You grab my legs with your arms and bring them under your armpits. You start to pull me out of the corner, but with my arms over the rope, as you pull me I wrap my hands around the rope and grip them, trying as hard as I can to hang on to them.

Madison Jones:
Struggling to pull you out of the corner, you fight like hell to stop whatever I'm planning. That's fine, you can yourself the pain of the maneuver, I have a different plan now as I see your ass elevated up over the canvas as the tension pulls on your body. With my hands on your legs, I pull myself closer to you, parting your legs with my hands creeping up to your knees... then your thighs... Finally, I get to my target. My fingers grip hold of the side of your speedo, then I give a pull aiming to strip them off you while I release your legs. It's time to see that Dangerous Ass again.

Dangerous Dev:
Straining to keep my grasp on the ropes, you move closer to me, separating my legs as your hands move up my body. You get a hold of my speedo, as I'm starting to weaken from holding onto the ropes. I finally release them as my body falls to the mat. You focus on taking my gear off me. You release my legs, and as you do I raise my boot up between your legs, going for a low blow.

Madison Jones:
As I manage to get them off you, see your nice ass on display with the crowd cheer, I do something I haven't done this match yet... I smile. My little motto starts to come back to my mind, that wrestling is supposed to be fun, and there is nothing more fun than stripping a man naked and rolling around with him. I take a moment having released you to even smell your scent on your speedo, the crowd cheering as I've given them some nudity to gawk at. Then you throw your boot up between my legs causing me to drop the speedo, falling to my knees, left hand holding my balls. With my eyes watering, I glare at you needing a moment to recover.

Dangerous Dev:
The boot connects with your bulge as I feel a breeze blowing on my newly exposed ass. Normally, I wouldn't be so obvious about it, but in a submission match, I don't have to worry about being DQed so I do it in plain sight of everyone, which draws loud boos from the crowd. I turn over and see you on your knees cupping your bulge. You glare at me, and I send my right boot toward you, going for a kick to your right arm.

Madison Jones:
Looking up at you as you get to standing, you are maybe admiring your handy work as I'm trying to recover. You step towards me bringing up your leg ready to kick me in what I think is my head. Perhaps it's the pain of the low blow playing tricks on me, but I can't just let you deliver a beatdown like this. I throw up my right arm to protect my head, the kick hitting me firmly in the ribs instead. I almost topple, my left hand still nursing my balls, and it is only because of my wide knees that I don't fall over on my side. Then my right arm comes back down around your calf trapping it there long my body with one arm. My right hand comes off balls with eyes looking at you with anger, then I go to return to low blow by bringing my left arm up between your legs.

Dangerous Dev:
You go to protect your head, making me miss my target but my boot lands in your ribs instead. You wobble but don't fall. I'm getting ready to approach you to follow up, but all of a sudden you wrap your arm around my calf, stopping me in my tracks. I reach my arms out, trying to grab you. But before I can, I feel your arm nail me between my legs, and I grab my balls after you deliver a low blow to me. Unlike you, I don't have any fabric protecting my boys from the move, and I fall to my knees looking you in the face before going down to my side.

Madison Jones:
You fall to your knees in front of me, for a moment us glancing eye to eye. You see that look, a look of vindication, of payback. Having handed you your receipt for the low blow you bought, you start to fall over which is when I go to wrap both arms around your waist. I push up to standing lifting you with me, then drop you down on your back with a Spinebuster.

Upon collision, my head rests against your sweaty chest for a moment... I can hear your heartbeat, though unintentional on my end. I rise to my hands and knees over you, half of my face paint wiped away on your chest now.

Dangerous Dev:
As soon as I hit my side, you wrap your arms around my sweaty body, lift me as you get to your feet, and then slam me down to the mat with a spinebuster. I lay there, arms out to my sides. This would be a good time for you to pin me if pins counted in this match. But they don't, so I know you have more planned for me because you need to get me to submit. But before you do, you rest your head on my chest before kneeling over me. I look over at you and see half of your face paint off of you. I know I need to do something, but my body is hurting so my options are limited. I lift my left arm off the mat and send a punch toward your stomach, but there's not much behind it.

Madison Jones:
The abuse I've given you is showing. You throw a weak punch at my gut, and while it is sore, a weak hit isn't enough to stun me. I admire your fighting spirit, but we both know this ends with submission on one of us. I interlace both my hands together, raise them high, and bring a double axehandle down on your damaged abs from earlier trying to stun you. Regardless if it does, I rise to standing looking you over, deciding how to finish you. My left hand is ready to guard my crotch in case you decide to go for a low blow again.

Dangerous Dev:
I hit your gut, but unsurprisingly you barely feel it in my weakened state. I see you bringing your hands together and then putting them high above your head. I think I know what you're going for. I want to put my arms on my stomach to block your move, but I can barely lift them off the mat and your hands come crashing down into my abs with a double axe handle. My body jackknifes off the mat as you look down at me. I'm laying on the mat, my abs hurting from the punishment they've been taking.

Madison Jones:
Standing over you, you seem like you are done to me. I grab your legs and flip you on your front, many of my fans cheering as they know what I am setting up for. Taking hold of your ankles and step my boots on the back of your knees and twist them with my own. I then reach forward grabbing for your arms as I go to set you up for my finisher, the Romero Special.

Dangerous Dev:
I'm in a vulnerable position with you hovering over me. You grab my legs and flip me over, now facing the mat. The crowd goes wild. I feel your boots behind my knees, your legs interlocking with mine. You grab my arms and start pulling on them. "NOOOOOOO" I shout out, knowing what you're planning.

Madison Jones:
Arms secure, I start to rock back on your body. The first time barely lifts your sweaty chest off the canvas. The second time almost brings you to your knees. The third time brings you not only up to your knees, your cock sticking out for everyone to see, but pulls you up into the air as I transition into the second part of the Romero Special, a Suspended Surfboard.

Dangerous Dev:
This is just the start of the move. I feel you rocking my body. After the second time, you get me on my knees, and on the third attempt you achieve what you were going for and you get me in the air in a surfboard, my leaking cock on display for the crowd to see as you bend my limbs and my back. "AAAAHHHHH" I scream out, trying to deal with the pain. But there's no way for me to get out of this, and I know it, so I do the only thing I can do. "I give!" I shout out, trying to end the match.

Madison Jones:
The ref sees your submission with you in the air. The crowd is cheering with you on display, your hard cock sticking straight up, glimmering even. Looking up at your sweaty body, I smile again as my blue trunks are tenting. I lower you to your knees and release your arms letting you slump forward. I then get to my knees taking in some deep breaths while the ref raises my right hand in victory while my left feels my hard bulge. The crowd is excited, they know what is coming.

Dangerous Dev:
The ref accepts my submission and the crowd cheers, probably a combination of enjoying your victory and enjoying seeing my sweaty body on display. You lower me to the mat and I see the ref raising your hand out of the corner of my eye. I shake my head, knowing what's coming next. I flop over onto my back. "I guess you get to claim your prize now."

Madison Jones:
Standing there, the ref pulls away as I take my hand from him. I look you in the eyes with my half-painted face while my thumbs come to the sides of my trunks. I drop them and then step out letting my hard cock hang loose for the whole crowd to see.

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I then drop down to my knees alongside you while you talk. There is no need for words, instead, my hand feels your left pec, your heartbeat again while I look you in the eyes. A moment later that hand slides down your toned body to your cock with my fingers tickling your balls, then finally give it a couple of strokes. "Save this... I want to fuck you first." I say, then I start to help you to your hands and knees.

Dangerous Dev:
You look at me right before pulling down your trunks and revealing your cock. I gulp, knowing I'm about to feel that in my ass again. You kneel next to me and press your hand against my left pec, likely feeling my heartbeat increase. You slide your hand down my sweaty body until you reach my cock. You stroke it and tickle my balls. You tell me you want to fuck me first, and I give a slight, barely noticeable nod. Then you bring me up to my hands and knees and I stay there in the unfamiliar position, waiting.

Madison Jones:
I come behind you now while my left hand pulls my foreskin back. Both hands come to your ass while I spread your cheeks, my cock coming to your hole while the crowd cheers. With one hand on your back and the other on your hip, I push into you slowly. One thing that is not mentioned much about us uncut guys is that the underside of our skin keeps the cockhead moist, and so a combination of that and my precum make the penetration less painful. Still though, I do end up sliding into you inch after inch, and like the last time I did this, you are just as tight. Once I slide up into you the full 8 inches, I start to slide back and forth inside of you beginning to fuck you doggie style.

Dangerous Dev:
You get behind me, hands on my ass The crowd's cheering gets louder as you place your hands on my back and hip. You slowly push your cock into my ass, my face wincing a bit but the gentleness helps me adjust to the feeling. I feel your cock sliding in thanks to your precum helping act as lube. You finally push all 8" inside of me and you thrust, fucking me with me on all fours. "Oh fuck Madison." I close my eyes as you fuck me, letting you do your thing after your victory.

Madison Jones:
Fucking into you slowly, each thrust careful to hit your prostate over and over, the crowd cheers at the passionate display. I lean against your back now, starting to speed up the thrusting, my right hand coming to your strong bicep and starting to lower you to the canvas. Soon I'm laying on top of you, my cock thrusting more and more. "Don't cum yet..." I whisper as I get closer to cumming, "I want to swallow it."

Dangerous Dev:
You hit my prostate each time your cock thrusts inside of me, and each one gets a reaction out of me as it helps me enjoy the fucking. More cheers from the crowd when you lean your body on my back, picking up the frequency of your thrusts. You grab my arm and bring me down to the mat, you're nearly 200 lbs. finding a home on top of me. You whisper in my ear, telling me not to cum and I nod. I feel your cock throbbing in my hole, and I know you're getting closer. Then a smile crosses my face when you tell me you want to swallow my cum. It makes me feel like I'll get some sense of control before this is done.

Madison Jones:
The thrusting is faster now, quicker, and so very deep inside of you. I thrust again and again, never pulling out like a knife, my consideration of my partner shining through. With one final thrust inside of you and a deep moan in your ear, you feel me erupt. I'm almost nuzzling your face while it is happening, some of that face paint rubbing off on you as it happens. 3... 4... 5..... moaning.... 6..... some more thrusting.... 7....... faster..... 8......... clenching up..... 9.... total ropes..... "Oh fuck...." I say as I'm laying there overtop you inside of you, almost like we are lovers.

Dangerous Dev:
You keep thrusting, faster with each passing moment. You give me one more thrust and then "FUUUCCCCKKKKK!" I shout out when I feel your cock shoot your cum inside of me, your warm jizz filling me up while you nearly nizzle my face, rubbing your face paint onto my face. I moan with each rope, thrusting some more as you fill me up. Rope after rope after rope. Then, all of a sudden it stops as your balls have emptied. I put my face on the mat, exhausted from the match, and then the fucking. You lay on top of me, but all I can feel is my balls full of cum ready to explode. But you want to swallow it so I need to try my best to hold it in until you're ready.

Madison Jones:
I lay on you a moment later, the exhaustion showing, but I have one more task ahead of me. I pull out of you, some of my cum gushing out of your hole while adding to the stains on the mat. I then turn you over on your back, your hard glimmering cock again on display for the crowd. Looking you in the eyes, I lower my fave to your cock and start to nuzzle it...

Some of your pre gets on my face, I do not care. A moment later I take your cock into my mouth and start to suck it wanting to extract your load myself.

Dangerous Dev:
You stay inside me for another few moments before pulling out. You flip me over onto my back and I smile seeing you. I see more flashes go off when my cock goes on display for the crowd again. Our eyes lock on each other, then you bring your face down toward me, nuzzling my cock. Some of my pre rubs off on your face, and then you wrap your mouth around my cock. You start sucking on it. "Oh yes!" I shout out, as you work on my cock trying to suck my load out of my cock. I've built up so much cum that I know it won't be long, but I want you to enjoy my cock so I hold it in as long as I can. "Are you ready?"

Madison Jones:
My response is quiet, my hand comes to your balls and massages them. I bob my head up and down, my tongue pushing your cock to the roof of my mouth with its texture sliding up and down your shaft. With my left pleasuring your balls, my right slides up to feel your left pec again as I continue to feast on you, hungry for your cum. I keep going now until you unload.

Dangerous Dev:
You start massaging my balls, your head bobbing on my cock. I feel your tongue massaging my cock in your mouth, and your right hand starts wandering around my chest, which gets me going. "Thank you Madison," I say right before allowing myself to shoot. My cum fills your mouth. Five ropes, then a sixth entering your mouth as I let out a loud sigh, finally able to let my load flow out of my cock. It goes into your mouth, and I reach my hand out to put it on your head, rubbing my hand in your hair.

Madison Jones:
I swallow it without question, not gagging, not struggling with the task. I take every drop of you into me until there is none left to take before I finally remove my head with your hand over my hair. I slide up next to you and give you a light kiss on your lips, a little bit of your cum remaining on you then rise to my feet. "See you on the December's tour." With that, I turn and leave the ring headed back to the locker room as my music starts back up.

Dangerous Dev:
You swallow all of my cum before finally prying your lips off of my cock. You give me a light kiss on my lips, and I taste some of my cum. You stand up and tell me you'll see me on December's tour. "You will, but don't expect the same result." I smile at you before you turn to head back to the locker room. Your music plays, and I just lay there on the mat with a mixture of emotions running through my head as the crowd starts to head out.

Published: 2022-10-10, viewed 70 times.