CHAPTER 14    THE REMATCH WITH STUNNING




Wrestling for the CLUB TITLE was not the only objective for my opponent this
evening. She had publicly vowed to defeat me in a manner that would
demonstrate her total dominance. Because each of our 6 previous matches had
ended very differently and her flaunting mannerisms made for a memorable
result, this one was shaping up to be just as special. That Stunning had
trained and was well prepared, there was no doubt. One look at the incredible
definition of her thigh muscles told me, she could finish me with little
effort, if she got those magnificent legs wrapped around me, in virtually any
type of hold. Watching her train with weights for the last month, to build the
power of her calves to match her thighs had been frightening. A simple glance
at my slim legs indicated that they were not the equal of hers. What strategy
could a young male of 22 years devise that would offset her strength
advantage? Could my growing knowledge of erotic experience provide an
alternate basis for our contest? That I had temporarily won her sex title made
her all the more determined to win the wrestling title after she had taken
back her erotic belt. Stunning knew so much more of the world of male and
female interactions I was at a clear disadvantage. Her 9 years of professional
dancing as a Stripper, gave her a vast body of experience, that I had little
chance of equaling. Her reputation for causing more than a few men to regret
their choice, after asking her for a romantic interlude was common knowledge.
Her prowess in the erotic arts had left most of them used and abused. My
chances of ending up in the same condition were just as great. But then the
chance of winning this evenings contest was still possible too. Most of my
intimate lessons had been learned from capable teachers. And I had defeated a
very skilled wrestler to win the wrestling title. Certainly, there was a
reasonable chance in my mind.

Approaching the center of the wrestling ring, I couldn't help but admire her
amazingly tiny waist and bountiful breasts. Contrasted with the sharply
defined spokes of her lower ribs, the fullness of her heavy breasts presented
a dramatic contrast. The firmness of her large D-Cup bosoms needed no support
from the small patches of material. Adding to the effect was a bikini bottom
that fit so well, that the flare of her hips completed a perfect hour glass
shape. The flat surface of her taut lower abdomen emphasized dramatically the
prominence of her pubic junction. The stirring in my loins, began with just a
look at her body. Strutting in a fashion guaranteed to command any male's
attention this babe knew all of the tricks and how to use them. Keeping my
urges under control was becoming an impossible task. The expanding bulge in my
overly snug briefs proved that.

Formally introducing our match, Diane would also be the referee. "This match
will be for the CLUB TITLE. There is NO time limit and NO holds are barred.
First person to gain 3 submissions or pins - wins." We both knew the rules
well. However the subtle nuances of a contest in which unrestricted sexual
contact was allowed, certainly meant that the variations would be multiplied
many times. Diane continued the preliminaries for the large audience that was
here to watch. "To the right in the red bikini, is the challenger Stunning
Smith. At 128 pounds and 5'5" she has measurements of 36-D, 22, 35. Her thighs
have a circumference of 22 inches." Now I understood why her waist looked so
small, the rest of her curves were extraordinary. "Her record of 89 wins and
16 losses is the best winning percentage among all club wrestlers." Realizing
that I'd won 3 of our 6 previous bouts, now seemed like luck more than skill.
Today's combat was bound to be one of the toughest contests either of us had
taken on.

"To the left at 127 pounds and 5'5" stands the CHAMPION. With a record of 128
wins and 64 losses, he will be defending his TITLE for the 7th time. His
measurements are 38, 25, 36, with more than a thick 8, and 20 inch thighs."
Smiles quickly spread on the faces of several women that I didn't recognize in
the audience. Having my most vital dimension broadcast, was unexpected. But
then plenty of these gals already had a very intimate knowledge of my stature
already. "For those observers that are new to our club, it would be wise to
caution you, that this match will not be restricted to wrestling maneuvers. If
intercourse of the most graphic nature offends your standards, please depart
at this time." As if on cue Stunning moved over to me, and hooked her right
leg behind my waist. While mashing her bosoms against my chest, her hips
ground against my crotch. "Time to get warmed up for our tussle?" She
whispered. "We are gonna give them a demonstration they won't forget for a
long time." Her statement was not an idle prediction; this lady knew how to
put on a show. By the time she finished the hug, the bulge in my trunks had
grown to the point of nearly escaping beyond the waist band. Outlined by the
stretched material, its large dimensions were obvious. "Remember ... only
wrestling falls will be counted in the final decision." I warned the erotic
minded beauty. Her hand gave my prick a tender pat, as she stepped back.
"Everything counts in these tussles." she countered.

When both of us had nodded to Diane, she began the contest, "please begin."
Slowly circling each other, we wanted to be careful. A rash decision now could
be the difference later on. Aggressively my blonde opponent moved forward and
feigned an arm lock. Instead she moved up to my head and applied a head lock.
Rolling me over her hip, she maintained the head lock; it allowed her to hold
me down with her weight. Countering with my left leg, a partial leg sweep
convinced her to release my neck. Getting to our knees at the same time
prevented the use of our legs. But my arms did capture her chest in a strong
bear hug. Sue grimaced as I focused on squeezing her melon sized knockers.
Shoving with her foot, tipped both us of over, and broke my hold. Her legs
quickly grape vined mine, and began a punishing torture. Fighting off her
hands at the same time, I almost fell victim to a leg scissors. Trapped by her
much stronger thighs, the pain level in my legs grew to the point of agony.
Hand to hand, we battled for superiority. When her small bikini top got pushed
above her breasts, I took the liberty of suckling her right nipple. Perking
up, the tip rose to project prominently. Using her weight, Sue rolled on top
of me. Although she couldn't pin my shoulder for more than a second, her
massive leg strength was still working on my legs.

In a sneaky move she raised up and offered to let me nurse her left breast,
"Might as well treat both of them equally." Deceptively, she slid her torso
higher on my abdomen. Distracted by fabulous mammary flesh, I nearly failed to
note the reduction in leg pressure. A moment after her breast made contact
with my lips, her position changed. Perching over my hips, she was holding me
down with her weight. Then she tried to roll me over, so she could place me in
between her thighs for a body scissors. I bucked upwards. Toppling backwards,
her attempt was neutralized. We both stood up, once again. Slipping her bikini
top back into its proper place, gave me a second to tuck the now exposed knob
of my prick, back inside my briefs. Clearly we had each become aroused, at the
first contact. It was just a hint of the sexing that would surely follow.

Charging towards my knees, her next lunge sent me backwards. Avoiding the
obvious direction of her lower body attack, left me vulnerable when she
reversed her direction towards a head scissors. The crushing force of her
incredibly powerful thighs, hurt so bad, my thoughts were limited to getting
free at any cost. Crouching over her knees, while forcing them apart with my
hands, gave her time to plan her next hold. Simultaneously, she released my
head, and tripped me. Rolling to escape her pursuit, placed me on my stomach.
Sue caught my right foot and twisted. Jolted by the pain, I stopped moving.
When she forced my knee to bend and lowered herself, the partial leg bar,
anchored me to the mat. Laying on top of my back, she hooked her hands around
my shoulders in the start of a full nelson. By levering my bent leg, and
shifting her weight to the side, my body was pried upwards in a way that let
her snake her free leg around my waist. Panic surged thru my mind, as I
struggled to get free. But her arms held me in place as the thick muscular
bulk of her other thigh, quickly sandwiched my lower chest. Locking her ankles
to complete the vice like hold ended my futile efforts. "A little warm up
first - then you will see how well the weight lifting exercises have increased
my power." Sue was already renowned for having a pair of the strongest legs in
the club. Using them to wear down and tire her opponents was one of her
favorite wrestling maneuvers. It was now my turn to be punished until she
cared to let me free or I conceded the fall. Like bands of steel, the muscles
of her thighs began to compress my ribs. Controlling the amount of pressure,
so that the pain was intense but not unbearable, Sue tortured me with one of
her favorite threats. "Wait till I get your prick in a pussy squeeze ... this
will seem like a minor pain." Trying to psyche me out early, her words were
not altogether bragging. Several of her male consorts had been subjected to
brutal intercourse. Their stories were too authentic to doubt. Varying the
duration and pressure of the scissors, she kept my arms out of the fray with
no problem. Resisting her overwhelming power, I tried to turn sideways. In
response, she positioned the thickest part of her inner thighs directly over
my lower ribs. As she applied the squeeze this time, in a slow controlled
manner, the larger muscles of her legs became clearly defined. First she
stopped my breathing, then to prove her total control, she increased the force
in a slow way that added pain to the lack of oxygen. I had to nod my head -
just to concede. Without unlocking her ankles, she made sure of my intent,
"Was that a GIVE?" After sucking in a gasp of air, I confirmed that she had
won the fall. The pain in my chest and the pounding in my head, were too
extreme. As she parted her legs, my clouded thoughts registered the shock of
being so helpless, while caught in her hold. She now had a major advantage,
the first concession. Although this match required the best 3 of 5 falls to
take the Title, having the lead gives you a comfort factor.

The red welt all the way around my middle was a clear message to all of the
onlookers; Stunning had legs that were not to be taken lightly. Starting the
2nd fall with a surprise question, she was maintaining her advantage. Known
for her veracity and aggressiveness, I was taken off guard when she offered,
"Would you like to catch your breath for another minute?" As I watched her
approach and unfasten her bikini top, the offer seemed too good. This time she
tenderly hugged me!! The soft warmth of her melon sized boobs flattened
against my chest. Rubbing my back and shoulders, she pulled us close together.
The scent of her perfume was subtle but compelling. Her hips were gently
brushing mine. Sue knew that it wouldn't take much to get a rise out of me. In
seconds, the stiffening bulge in my suit became too large to remain concealed.
Her hand gripped the shaft and stretched it further. "How about a short
session of riding the stallion?" It was an offer I'd never pass up. Lying down
on my back let her straddle my hips. Her facial expression was friendly, yet
her eyes had a dark dilated appearance. Hungry was the best way to describe
it. Her erotic need was as obvious as mine. Grinding against the exposed tip
of my hardon, she leaned forward. Round and full, her mammaries were just out
of reach of my lips. "Can we go slow and enjoy the first one?" I asked.
Pushing down my trunks after releasing the knots tied at her hips, she was
self assured. "Sure. Let's have some pleasure first. We've got the rest of the
evening to settle the questions of best wrestler or sex skills." Settling
directly on my fully engorged erection, her wetness provided plenty of
lubrication. I felt like a young boy, as she offered her nipples for my
attentions. The practiced thrust and parry of her groin, took my thick dong
captive with virtually no resistance. Shifting from a shallow prodding to a
deep satisfying type of fornication, Sue used several transitional changes
that were subtle and effective. Her years of practice were easy to detect.
Squeezing and stretching the entire bulk of my dong, her womb was teaching me
how to enjoy the pleasure that was being produced by her skilled hips. "You're
definitely larger than the last time we indulged! You've been working out
too." Her comments were accurate. "It's the thick girth that makes a woman
really take notice of a well sized endowment. Young girls just look for
length. But women appreciate the bulk of a thick boner." Adding more rotation
to the screwing action, Sue closed her eyes and rode for her own pleasure. A
shrug of her shoulders, a blink of her eye, and a deep breath, combined to
indicate her first peak. Pausing for a moment, she increased the force of her
thrusting as well as the clamping action. It was my turn, if I read her signal
correctly. Concentrating on the long - deep strokes, Stunning was trying to
draw my load. Few men can deny the wonderful feelings of being milked by an
expert. As I matched my hip action to hers, she began to mumble. "Damn, this
feels too good. Give me all of your stud sized dong." Pumping my prick to its
limit sent her into a roller coaster like emotional state. One after another,
small yet intense orgasms raced thru her body. Concentrating on helping her,
my own level of stimulation remained high yet not out of control. Time zipped
by, until she slipped and lost the matching pace. "Gawd, that was good. This
may turn in to a marathon after all. You're not a boy anymore." Sitting up to
rest, she acknowledged the facts. "We are obviously gonna spend some serious
time testing each other's capacity for sexual pleasure tonight." Leaning back,
she spread my legs apart and sat on the wrestling mat. "Sit up, its time to
test the strength of your roots." Putting her feet behind my hips, she began a
new motion. "Watch my tummy ... see the bulge of your knob?" Half way up her
groin, a bump was visible. Pressing my fingers against the spot, she made sure
I understood that it was the tip of my erection. "Now watch my womb swallow
that giant sausage." In a display of rare skill, her internal muscles began to
undulate and contract. Gripping - squeezing - clamping the full length of my
deeply buried shaft. Marveling at her expertise, and the velvety signals being
sent to my brain, I watched her skillful ministrations. She knew how
stimulating it would be just to watch, combined with the hot intercourse I was
loosing control. As she added a slow rotation, the urge to erupt grew. Sue
knew from watching my expression that I was falling into a state of pure
pleasure. The short back and forth thrusting she added at that point, was too
much to deny. As the throbbing pressure expanded a now rock hard erection to
its limit, she had proved how skilled her hips were. Blazing thru my groin,
the hot juices blasted into her depths. "We'll call this one a draw." She
noted. That we both had demonstrated moves that the other couldn't deny, meant
that this portion of our contest might be a more equal competition than she
had expected. Pushing herself away caused a stretching action that was no
accident. My dong was getting a another test. "That was an excellent start. No
wonder June recommends you so highly." Catching the effluent of our union with
a towel, she stood up. Still throbbing from her aggressive treatment, my
tumescence was not waning in the least. "Tuck that brute away careful, we will
have plenty of those most erotic moves, to try out before the evening is
over." Extending more than half way to my knees, it got many hot looks from
the ladies nearby when I stood up.

To offset Sue's tendency to charge forward, in our wrestling, I decided to
attempt a high risk countermove, at the start of the 2nd fall. Catching her
hands with mine, and falling backwards as she came charging at me, I used my
feet to propel her over my head. Landing on her back with a thud, didn't seem
to stop her, but it did slow her down. Circling each other with the idea of
gaining an edge, we moved together. Her hip toss put me down, but my struggle
to avoid another headlock worked. Twisting and rolling, neither of us could
lock in a major hold. Partially grape vined by her legs, I was pinned to the
mat, as she trapped my face between her boobs again. Covering my mouth, she
was using a sneaky but not illegal move to hinder my breathing. Bucking to
keep my shoulders off the mat further disturbed her taut fitting bikini top.
When most of her left breast became exposed, my tongue and lips went to work
on the exposed nipple. "Not fair." She cried. Her complaint was not loud and
she didn't release her grapevine very quickly either. Only after five minutes
of suckling, did she finally sit up, and tuck the very excited tit back into
its covering. Hooking her shoulder from behind, my foot yanked her quickly
backwards. The cat like response from her prevented any hope of pinning her
shoulders. This fall had become a series of testing holds. Our ability to
reverse and devise counter maneuvers was nearly equal. That the end came
suddenly surprised both of us.

Surprising me with a flying head scissors, she proved that taking risk was not
a problem for her. As her weight pulled me to the mat, her tight head scissors
began wearing me down with pain and dizziness. Holding my hands, she stopped
me from using them as well. Hoping to break free, I strained to roll her on to
her stomach. Heaving my weight on her back, broke her grip on my wrists, and
straightened her flat against the padding. Forcing her knees apart, got my
head free. Knowing she wouldn't raise up for fear of a waist scissors, I was
startled when her feet came up. Crossing one ankle under the calf of the
other, and resting against the doubled over limb, locked her into a double leg
bar. The perfect hold for wearing down her over whelming leg power was in
place. If she tried to get up, my legs would have an easy time of wrapping
around her middle. Causing enough muscle fatigue to give me the edge would
take quite a while, however. Sensing my plan, Stunning tucked her shoulder
under and tried to roll me over. In a jumble of limbs we rolled over several
times. Finding her left leg bent under my weight, a chance to slip a figure 8
leg lock on her was too easy. Her arms captured my head from behind, as I
cinched the leg lock. It became a battle of wills. Using both of my legs
against her left, gave me enough advantage to make her cry out in pain. Her
arms twisted my neck in return. Prying her hands to loosen her grip, did the
trick. My legs were pouring on the pressure around her knee and she couldn't
offset the effect, since her hands were being countered by mine. "Stop, it's
your fall." She signaled. I couldn't believe it. Diane's confirming nod, got
me to ease up on the hold. We were tied 1 to 1.

Stretching out my legs, while laying on the mat, during our rest period, gave
Sue an easy target. Straddling my back, her arms slipped under my shoulders
for a full nelson. "How would you get free - if I put a combination nelson and
rib crusher on you right now?" Stunning asked. The sultry tone of her whisper
indicated her intent was not harmful. Pressing her unfettered mammaries
against my back, sent another signal that was purely sensual. "I'll bet you
have a very stiff pole, by the time I get you turned over." Rubbing against me
with a slow firm pressure, her melon sized breasts covered much of my back.
The body oil, she had spread on them made the contact slippery and yet firm.
As she lifted my shoulders and rolled me over, we ended up both sitting on the
pad. From behind, her huge thighs wrapped around my waist. Slick and pliant,
the muscles massaged my adolescent trunk and abdomen. Locking her ankles
together completed my imprisonment. Her cupped right hand began spreading the
scented oil on my chest. Moving down to my loins, she checked out her
prediction, "No doubt here. An erection of this size, means your weren't too
startled by my surprise attack." Stretching the shaft with a gentle tug
extended the knob well beyond the waist band of my suit. Handing me the oil,
she offered her inner thighs, as she pushed my briefs down. "Are you UP for a
hot oil rub down?" Looking at her glistening body, as we turned to face each
other, brought my condition to full engorgement. Her gorgeous body seemed to
be steaming. The luxurious softness of her hips and legs surrounded my lower
abdomen. Then, like a python her powerful muscles, enveloped me. It was
impossible to deny the hypnotizing effect. As her thighs contracted and the
strong grip of her potent pussy, consumed my huge hardon. "If your not ready,
its time for me to go back to strip tease school." The lady knew how to use
her magnificent body. The contact was totally focused. One minute a soft
caress and the next a strong hug that proved how powerful her muscles could
be. Time flew as she demonstrated several ways to make two bodies meld into
one. Urgent and then playful her mood shifted as her extravagant range of
emotions dictated an even more exhaustive range of love making. Loosing count
of the peaks and valleys, we never fully separated even though our positions
changed many times. Thrusting from behind, I did discover an orientation that
seemed to be more effective. She was exceptionally sensitive and stimulated by
my stallion like activity. Spreading her knees wide, opened her portal, to
ultra deep thrusting. "You've found my spot." A subtle bucking from her hips,
forced our union to its limit. "Give me just a little more .... of that
monster... please?" To fulfill the request, I'd have to grow more length.
There was no more to share. Frustrated, she stopped and turned around. "Its
got the perfect girth, if only you had another half inch." With a plastic tape
measure, she checked the dimensions. "Just over 8 1/2 long on both sides. And
an identical 8.5 in circumference in the middle." Checking the proportions of
my immense organ, for a second time. "It's incredible. A few years ago, this
was a boy sized prick. Now it's so large, the rest of his body is overshadowed
by the contrast." She announced to the fascinated audience. Stretching upwards
to my chest the purple knob extended beyond my belly button. Giving the shaft
a two handed stretch, Sue admitted the contest was unfair; "I've been spoiled
by larger men. But none of them can match your stamina." Crouching over the
blunt weapon, she lowered herself to its base. "If you can last thru my 3rd
orgasmic cycle, you win the merit badge for courage." Engaging her hips, the
gripping action of her cunt clamped down and squeezed all of my giant dork.
She didn't waste any time. In less than four minutes she had me beyond the
point of caring who could win any badge. Pumping with a slight rotation that
used all of my manhood, she concentrated on emptying my reserve. As the
wonderful feelings of my moment surged, she convulsed and gave a shriek that
could only be caused by her own gut wrenching finale. Her sounds and body
movements left no doubt that we had experienced a simultaneous release. Like
nothing we had ever shared before, our emotional bonds were becoming closely
tied to the physical pleasure of our union.

At the beginning of the third wrestling fall, it took several minutes for each
of us to mentally shift back to the mind set of competing for the 'TITLE'.
Seeing an opponent instead of a lover was a difficult transition indeed.
Fending off her attempt to trip me was easy. The counter of twisting of her
arm, as she trapped me in a head lock, was only partially successful. However,
she had forced me to the mat in the mean time. Slipping my head between her
thighs, she didn't avoid my legs as they wrapped around her head, in a
duplicate scissors of hers. The mirror like arrangement, allowed each of us to
lock in our best head scissors. Her stronger thighs were crushing my skull
immediately. Reacting to the pain, my legs squeezed her head with their
maximum pressure. Unable to see or hear, only the scent of her womanhood
reached my senses. Her arms were fastened around my waist to prevent any
escape, that I was working on. If I didn't do something quick, the combination
of her superior strength, quickness, and experience would shift the balance of
the whole match in her favor. The only thought that came to mind was totally
outrageous. Buried directly against her pubic mound, my face seemed to be my
only weapon. Even though my ears felt like they were being ripped off, I moved
my head in an up and down direction. My nose was brushing directly against her
womanhood. To make sure she knew that something was going on, I relaxed the
scissors my legs had on her head. Waiting the few seconds that it took for her
to sense my change in tactic, seemed like forever. The pressure from her
massive thighs was close to unbearable. When she did ease up with her legs, I
exaggerated the motion of my head more, so she would clearly get the idea.

At the same time my legs widened, as I moved my groin closer to her face.
Growing to a stiff condition, my erection had to be impossible for her miss.
"Doesn't this muscle of yours ever get tired?" She acknowledged. Letting her
think that my pecker was the reason for this maneuver was fine with me.
Reinforcing the deception with more nudges from my nose, the distraction from
the head scissors succeeded. The next step would be to slip my legs around her
middle for a body scissors that would make her yield this fall. Doing this in
a subtle fashion with out rushing was the key. As her legs widened a bit
farther, to permit more freedom for my amorous activities, she rolled on to
her back. When she pulled down the waist band of my briefs to let my hardon
expand to full tumescence, I had to keep my mind on the plan. Her hands began
stroking it with a firm touch that brought the beast completely alive. "It's a
shame to let this giant popsicle go to waste." She observed. And before I knew
it she had begun sucking on the knob. Stroking the shaft while her mouth
worked on the tip, Stunning proved that she had an expert touch. I wondered if
she had figured out my strategy, and was attempting a move to regain control.
Straddling her face, my hips began a slow thrusting motion of their own.
Paying attention to her needs was becoming very difficult. Nuzzling her
crotch, as the rest of my senses went into over drive; my mind was distracted
from the purpose of my original tactic. The blonde below me was taking control
of my emotions. How she swallowed the entire knob of a salami sized endowment,
was a trick I couldn't explain. My brain was short circuited with erotic
desire; it only wanted her to continue the wonderful stimulation. A sudden
shift of her legs startled me. Her ankles were rising off the mat, where my
hands had been resting on them. When her knees came close to my shoulders, the
alarm in my head sounded. Sue was trying for a body scissors!! Backing away
from her shoulders, I had to stay in a safe position, "Whoa, your moving too
high. Give me a second." In order to convince her I was ready to return her
most intimate caress, my hands began pulling her bikini bottom up along her
legs. Her knees had to come together as the tiny elastic material slid by
them. Forcing her legs back to the mat, while leaning forward, I feigned a
loss of balance. Roughly, my hardon was yanked from her face. Cursing to add
realism, "Damn!", I got back up on my hands and knees, but they were
straddling her ribs now. Separating her legs, as if to resume my ministrations
on her vulva, I tugged her lower trunk upwards. Wrapping my legs around her
middle and falling sideways, completed the deception. Locking my ankles and
contracting with every once of strength, made her scream. Digging into her
tender lower ribs, my knees were placed perfectly. There was no time for her
to fight back. Every bit of my leg power was working on her least protected
waist. "Stop, you win the fall!" She cried. My sneak attack had prevailed.

As soon as my legs opened, she began complaining. "That was not a fair fall."
Rubbing her ribs, she looked to Dianne. The referee smiled as she confirmed,
"2 falls for Bob, 1 for Sue." Sitting nearby, I chose to say nothing. But my
hand was slowly stroking the throbbing monster between my legs. Staring back
at me, Stunning was sure I'd cheated. Her expression began to change as the
frustration wore away and she saw the unspoken invitation of my body. Engorged
to immense proportions, my cock was so thick my hand was unable to encircle
its girth. The underside urethra was clearly defined, down to the sac that
would supply what little jism remained in the well milked walnuts. Blood
vessels on the side and top, were supplying energy that kept the glistening
surface a bright red color. "Come on over and help me with this problem." I
offered. "You're the one that caused it to be like this." Switching hands, I
let the knob come to rest for a second, against my abdomen. Extended well
beyond my waist, the sight of such a huge and able erection was getting to
her. Sue took off her bikini top as she straddled my hips. "You've learned how
to make me your love slave. Now let me use this magnificent manhood for a
selfish moment or two." Posting against the up turned sperm tube, the lust in
her face was clear. As she engulfed it with slow grinding rotations, the firm
contractions of her abdominal muscles embraced the thick diameter. "Give me
every millimeter of your stallion." She demanded. Leaning backwards, she
pulled me up until she was lying on her back and I was sitting vertically.
Rubbing her flat belly, her fingers massaged a spot just below her belly
button. The tip of my dong was feeling her massage. "I need it deeper ..." her
sensual tone was soft, yet demanding. Pulling my hands, so that I was directly
above her, she closed her legs around my lower back. "Only the ultra thick and
juicy get to me, like you have today." Restricting my motions to small back
and forth cycles, her legs prodded me deeper with each thrust. As her eye lids
closed, the smile on her face grew. Stunning was in no rush this time.
Matching her speed, I followed her lead. Each of her orgasms blended in with
the next, until she arched her back and hugged me tightly. "No one is ever
gonna call you a BOY, again." Surprised that our deeply shared moment had not
taken me to a crest, she confessed, "I was going to put my best dual scissors
on you, to get even for that trick you pulled. But it would be immoral to
treat you that way after this terrific round of sex." Guiding me to lay down,
she got on her knees without letting us become separated. Then her hips
shifted into a comfortable thrusting speed that used all of my rock hard dong.
"Relax, no tricks, most men go crazy when I give 'em the DEEP HUMP." She
wasn't bragging, just explaining how good it would feel. In a display of
mastery, Stunning patiently followed my directions this time. Pausing several
times to avoid my release, we built up to a fierce finish. Clamping her cunt
so tightly, my root was being compressed, she made her abdominal muscles
contract. Racing the full length of my tingling stem, waves of pressure
gripped and surged from the root to the tip. Immediately, the last drops of
sperm were blasted from my loins. Unable to control the muscles in my crotch,
they continued to contract, long after all fluid was milked from my balls.
Heaving with the effort, both of us had to rest, before we could do anything
else. "If that didn't take the sex drive out of you, then we will have to find
some one who knows better positions." Sue was putting her bikini on, now that
the sweat and energy of a truly epic fucking had been cleaned away. Wrestling
fall number four was about to begin, and after three hours of this full
contact contest, the only clear advantage was due to my sneak body scissors.

Hand to hand our combat started once more. Tentatively, we tested each others
upper body strength. To avoid a bear hug, she forced our arms upward. Side
stepping her clumsy leg trip, I fell into her casual standing leg lock.
Immediately, her thigh power began to contort my slimmer left leg. To break
free I gave up my advantage in reach and tilted to the right. My blonde
assailant followed me to the mat. Locking her ankle against mine, secured her
leg directly along side mine. Initially both knees were bent - to allow her
ankle to lock mine in place. But now it became a true battle to see which of
us would be able to straighten their limb and conversely bend the other
persons to an angle too painful to continue. Thigh to thigh, her superior
strength began to take control. My knee was forced sideways. To get free I
tickled her ribs, but she was concentrating too much. Her power was
hyper-extending my knee and the pain was getting unbearable. "Just say when,
you've had enough..." she indicated that she knew it was working. After trying
to break free by bucking with my free leg, she wrapped her arms around my
chest to restrict any movement. Then she increased the pressure another notch.
"Stop, it hurts too much!" I conceded. Untangling our legs took more than a
release of her pressure. My leg had conformed to the contours of her more
muscular limb. To separate us, Diane had to uncross our ankles. Moving my leg
in any direction was pure agony. All of the ligaments had been stretched too
far. "Try some of this body oil, it will help you relax." Sue offered.

As she rubbed my knee and thigh, I laid down and tried to relax. Stunning was
clearly in command of the momentum of the match, now that my leg was greatly
weakened. The final fall might be a mere formality. As in our earlier use the
body oil was proving to be very stimulating again. Not only was my thigh
beginning to limber up, but the once resting muscles in my groin, had become
rejuvenated also. Expanding to large bulging proportions, my prick was growing
due to the increase blood circulation caused by the leg massage. "If I didn't
see this, it would be impossible to believe the story." Sue noted. Her
disbelief was short lived. Lifting the waist band with one hand, she stroked
my erection with the other. Growing so thick that she began using both hands
to grip and stretch it the shaft became immense. "I've tried every position I
know, does anyone have any idea how to put this relentless monster to rest for
the final time?" Her question was not easily answered. None of the horny
watchers could reply, if the match was to remain between the two of us.
Sitting between my legs, we faced each other. The huge bulk of my hardon
looked more massive than at the beginning of our match. Now the redness and
puffiness from the prolonged intercourse sessions - made it appear have grown
to dimensions more fitting of a stallion. Engorged beyond its previous limits,
no assistance was required to keep it pointed upwards, even though it was
heavy with a throbbing pulse. Crouching to raise over my tumescence, Sue then
guided her hips to reverse their direction. With both of us facing the
impressed crowd, she guided the top half to her womb. When she began leaning
back, and working her hips to put on a show for the observers, a woman in the
front row complained. "Can you believe how many times she rode that stud with
out offering any one else a few moments of bliss! I'd have shared him with a
friend..." The gal next to her tartly replied, "You could never have taken -
half of the action he gave her already." Silenced by the biting remark, they
both watched closely as Sue lowered until our crotches were in contact. Her
hips began a subtle rotation that complimented the contractions of her
abdomen. My thoughts started to drift off to that lofty place were clouds
float. No effort was required from me, as the skilled blonde babe - rode with
a knowing pace and a classic style. Watching the symphony of balance,
strength, and timing that she employed, I was as amazed as the gals watching
in front, were. Stunning could have finished off any male I knew, with much
less than the exhaustive sensual delights she had employed on me today.
Obviously, my loins had matured to an exceptional level of capacity. My mind
didn't have the knowledge of how to end this marathon. "Please follow my lead
..." Sue pleaded. " .. I need it a little deeper." As she leaned forward on
her hands and knees, I tried to move in a complimentary fashion. When her foot
pushed my knees apart, she backed up against me, impaling her pussy to the
very root of my brute. The delicious twisting and ever so short thrusts of her
bottom were aimed at encouraging my response. Sending thrills from every
millimeter of its confinement, my dork was overloading my senses with erotic
feelings. A tender moan from her throat, and another shift that lowered her
hips again, proved that Stunning was well down the path to another series of
orgasms. Her pace was easy to follow this time. All I had to do was keep my
knees wide apart as she did a bump and grind for her own benefit. Time passed
fairly quickly, until she straightened up. Facing the audience she announced,
"Bob can have the SEX title, I can't drain this permanent hardon today, with
out his consent. And he has the size to make me loose control too easily." The
concession was a shocker for all of us. If she had waited a few more minutes,
the soreness of my shaft would probably have made me given in first. Now I
only wanted to try one last position. Laying down, with our legs wrapped
around each others legs, we could each respond to the wonderful natural joys
of intercourse. The power of her legs drove our union to a cataclysmic
conclusion. My erection tried to pump more sperm from a dry well. But we both
still enjoyed the contractions that raced down my giant as it probed to her
depths. Pure lust in its best form can not be denied.

Exhausted from a sensual contest like none in all the previous years of my
experience, the thought of having to defend myself in a final wrestling fall,
brought concern to my thoughts. Stunning had only one way to preserve any
measure of the proud bearing she had brought to this match, win the final
fall. As we interlocked with hands and arms, I began anticipating some form of
punishment, from her tremendous legs. When she shifted her right arm and
looped mine with a form of hammer lock that caused our upper arms to be
directly opposed, I was surprised. Standing side by side our height was the
same. Sue was offering a contest of arm strength only, "Can you take the pain;
in this hold as well as you did in the leg scissors?" Asserting herself
quickly, my shoulder twisted backwards as her biceps muscles flexed. The hours
she had spent lifting bar bells were well spent. Her muscle definition was
easy to see. The power was overwhelming. I was loosing ground against her,
even with my best effort. As she toppled me downwards to the mat, I leaned
into her body. Pulling her sideways, resulted in her weight landing on my
chest, but at least her legs were not ready to straddle me with another body
scissors. In fact, it was my turn to catch her unprepared. Hooking her chin
with my knee, pulled her completely off of my chest. Holding her arm with
mine, trying for a neck stretch, my plan was almost perfect. Ruffled but
thinking, Sue used her legs to bridge upwards and roll over. Her hands grabbed
my wrist and twisted my arm into a behind the back hammer lock. In a few
moments her attack would surely include her legs. It was time for me to propel
upwards with my legs. Upending both of us, the force enabled me to break free.
Moving forward to stand up, I could hear her close behind me. Lunging on to my
back, her arms closed around my shoulders. "Your not trying to get away are
you?" She chided my effort. Having risen only to my knees, the burden of her
weight was holding me down. Draped on my back, Sue moved to improve her
advantage. For a second she rose high enough to get her legs around my waist.
Surging with all the strength available in my legs, I intentionally flipped
forward. To increase the rotation, my hands yanked her head as well. Instead
of just sending her airborne, the move resulted in a flip that send both of us
thru the air. Sue held on tightly to my shoulders and closed her thighs tight
enough to control my trunk too. Carried by the momentum, we both became
inverted. The combined weight made a loud thud when we landed. Sue had the
breathe knock out of her, because my weight had landed on her chest. Breaking
free of her arms and reaching for her legs to start a toe hold, worked fine.
In fact her slowness gave me the time to combine both of my legs against her
single one with a figure eight leg lock. Adding my weight to the hold gave me
a winning submission position. Crying out in pain she ended the entire match,
"Stop, you win!" Stunned by the sudden ending, I was a little slow releasing
the potent hold. "I said it yours, you can stop punishing me." Her voice was
more irritated than angry. Laying back to catch my breathe, I watched as Diane
made the official announcement. "After 5 hours and 18 minutes, the Wrestling
Title has been retained by Bob. He has also earned the bragging rights to the
Sex Title. Shall we congratulate him? "