3 hunks defeated, part 2 of 4
by jdean72000@yahoo.com



This story is adapted from and expands on "Kaneko vs. Wurtz" by NadiaBlack.
After completing dominating her larger male opponent in the wrestling ring,
Kaneko carries him into the locker room for more fun. There, she sees the
female announcer manhandle her hunky co-announcer and both women are visited
by a surprise guest with a surprising companion.

The victorious Kaneko had finally made it to the locker room carrying her
defeated foe, the sexy, muscular and very naked Mark. She stomped by the sinks
and mirrors where she noticed a Phil, the announcer apparently trying to wash
something around his groin. She had never really noticed how large and
muscular he was before when he was sitting at the announcer's table."Probably
came in his pants watching me," Kaneko thought to herself.

She made her way back to the lockers and laid Mark down on a narrow bench. His
arms fell to either side, as did his legs. She grabbed a large towel and
started drying off what little sweat she had. Every time she saw Mark's giant
erection start to soften she wrapped her hands around it and started pumping
and it would immediately harden up. She kept up the routine, drying her hair,
pumping him, drying her legs, pumping him, until she heard the locker room
door bang open and peeked around to where the sinks were. It was Marisa, the
other announcer! And she strode right up to Phil.Marisa, still inspired by
Kaneko's triumph over her larger, more powerful male opponent, wasn't going to
let Phil leave her just like that. She marched to the locker room, shoved the
door open and walked right up to Phil. He had taken off his jacket and Marisa
could now see his huge broad back and thick arms straining his white button
down shirt. He had the front of his pants open as he was trying to clean
himself up but she could see his pert, muscular ass and large thighs filling
out his pants. He saw her in the reflection of the mirror and turned to her,
trying to do his pants back up."What the fuck are you doing in here? You can't
be in here!" he protested."Oh yeah? Too bad," she said. "We're not done
yet.""The fuck we aren't," Phil said, turning back to the mirror as he fumbled
with his pants button."Wrong," Marisa said. She stepped behind him, wrapped
her arms around him, grabbed his shirt and ripped it open. She yanked it down
his arms and could tell the cuffs were too tight to slip off his wrists, which
was perfect. His arms were now restrained so she quickly reached around again
to the front of his pants, grabbed all the meat she could in her tiny hand and
squeezed."What the f argh!" Phil exclaimed. He tried pulling her hand way but
couldn't reach them due to his shirt. "Let the fuck go!" He squirmed and
bucked until he finally broke her hold. He yelped as her hand pulled his cock
and balls as she let go and turned around to face her. She was staring
directly at his exposed large chest, covered lightly in hair that curled
around his perky nipples. His six-pack abs were heaving with his deep
breathing. Still restrained, he tried to move away but Marisa quickly grabbed
his hair and yanked back, then once again grabbed the muscular man's man meat.
"Argh! What the fuck?" Phil exclaimed as he writhed in her grip."Phil Phil!"
she snapped. "Shhhhhhh. Just calm down," Marisa said soothingly. He kept
writhing and all the movement was causing his pants to fall down to his
ankles. She yanked his head back. He yelped. "Phil!" she said again,
commanding his attention. He finally stopped moving but was panting and
moaning from the pain in his balls. But he was also trying to get away because
it wasn't just pain he was feeling."Good boy," she said. "Let's not pretend
you don't like this, okay?""What the fuck does that mean?" he snarled."We both
know you got a major boner watching Kaneko destroy Mark. You got so turned on
I barely had to lay a hand on your cock before you exploded everywhere."Kaneko
was stunned at what she was overhearing. She kept slowly jerking Mark's dick
while she was hypnotized by the scene in front of her."That's not " he trailed
off."Not what? Not what happened? Please. Your dick was rock hard before I got
anywhere near it." Marisa relaxed her grip just a bit and started to rub and
grope Phil's big, heavy balls and cock. They both felt his cock beginning to
swell. "Just like it's going to get really hard now from the way I'm
manhandling you. Or should I say woman-handling?" she giggled at her own corny
joke.His breathing started to get faster but she also saw something cross his
face."Fuck you, Mari-"She let go of his hair and slapped him across the face
before he could finish that sentence. Hard. So hard his whole upper body
jerked to the side. His ears were ringing and the impact stung his face, which
was now buzzing with pain.But that wasn't all. Marisa, with her hand still
exploring the big dude's crotch, immediately felt his big hard dick get even
bigger and harder. Her eyes lit up. His tiny little briefs were barely able to
contain his throbbing erection."First of all, don't ever talk to me like that
again. Second, we both know your big fat cock is giving you away, Phil. You
liked that and it's written all over your dick-"They were both shocked with
the loud clapping of applause. They looked over and saw Kaneko walking toward
them, giggling and clapping."Well done, Marisa!" she said as she walked up to
them."Kaneko!" Marisa exclaimed as she kept her grip on Phil's engorged
appendage and grabbed his hair again."Very impressive!" Kaneko said. She
placed her hands on Phil's big, broad chest and started rubbing him
everywhere. Her hands were roughly groping and squeezing his large pecs, his
big, round shoulders, his thick biceps and rippled abs. "You tamed this huge
stud with much less effort than I had to go through with my guy." She slipped
one hand behind Phil and started squeezing his thick, meaty buttcheeks through
his tiny briefs."Thanks," Marisa said. She kept her holds on Phil and watched
in delight as Kaneko molested Phil's hunky male body. Kaneko kept groping his
ass while her other hand wrapped around one of his massive thighs, sliding it
back and forth and up and down, hitting his balls along the way, not too
roughly but not gently either. "It helps that Phil here really likes it, don't
you, Phil?" "Oh, they always do," Kaneko said as she started to roughly tweak
Phil's nipples. "Even the ones who don't seem to or can't admit it. But some
put up a much bigger fight than others. But not you, Phil. All these big
muscles and Marisa already owns you. How many times has she made you come
already?" "Just once, so far," Marisa said as she pumped Phil's rock-hard
boner. "But I have a feeling I'm going to again very soon." Both women, both
barely as tall as Phil's chest, were looking at each other and giggling as
they continued to grope the big stud's body."Fuck this," Phil mumbled to
himself as he forced his way through the women. Caught by surprise, Marisa
couldn't keep her grip on his hair or his cock. Kaneko didn't have much of a
handful anyway and couldn't hold on to his nipples. He started to stagger and
shuffle his way to the locker room door. His hands were still shackled behind
him by his shirt and his pants around his ankles severely limited his pace.
The women weren't too worried he'd get away but they started to catch up to
them until they all heard the locker room door bang open. Phil stopped in eyes
tracks and then so did the women on either side of him.In walked a talk,
muscular Korean man with a strange limp and bruised face. They could tell he
was handsome but it looked as if someone had punched his face repeatedly,
causing some swelling and bruising. His thick arms were up with his hands
behind his head. His tight polo shirt was ripped, revealing big, rippled
muscles underneath. He was wearing very short athletic shorts that barely
covered even an inch of his large, muscular thighs that were quivering with
effort to hold him upright. But there was something about his crotch it looked
like he had a boner but there was also a bigger, bumpier bulge than any man
should have down there. They could also just see a pair of legs behind
him."Say hello, Ken," a woman's voice rang out."Fuck you " the man, apparently
named Ken, spat out. He immediately cried out in pain and doubled over, his
hands flying to his crotch. There, behind him, was finally revealed the source
of the voice. A middle-aged Japanese woman was standing behind him with what
looked like one hand between Ken's legs and the other now on his lower
back."Coach!" Kaneko cried out, clapping and jumping up and down."Hello,
Kaneko," the woman said. End of Part 2 of 4