But does she listen? Hell no. This is a wrestling match and Lily’s not gonna go down easy. So she kicks again, one small foot landing on my shin and it fucking hurts. A shaft of pain lances up my leg and I let go involuntarily with an agonized roar.
That’s all she needs. The brunette manages to scramble away and get to her feet once more, breasts heaving. At least they’re good and oiled now. But I’m a tough motherfucker and I’m not giving up.
Without any hesitation, I charge at her from below. I don’t even bother to stand this time. Instead, one moment I’m cradling my shin and then the next, I’m lunging at her from across the mat. My arms circle her legs and she lands on her rump this time with a breathless oof!
“That’s it,” I growl, this time running my hands up and down those shapely calves and thighs. “Hold still as I get you oiled up.”
Lily’s eyes open wide as her thighs part imperceptibly. But then she gets a hold of her wits again and starts trying to roll away from me.
“Careful sweetie,” I grunt. “I don’t want you to hurt yourself.”
She struggles even harder now as my hands run up and down those shapely legs toned from hours in the gym.
“Let me go,” she gasps.
“Naw sweetheart. This isn’t how the game works. I get you oiled up, we wrestle, and then there’s the climax. Remember?” I pant. “Just like we talked about.”
I’m practically on the lower half of her body now, her legs pinned beneath my torso. And with swift, smooth strokes, I make sure to get the oil all over her thighs, moving up over those hips to caress her narrow waist.
“Perfect, sweetheart,” I say through clenched teeth. “I’ve got you in the perfect position for this.”
And with one swift movement, I’ve ripped that g-string right off. It didn’t take much, to be honest. That thing couldn’t have been more than a piece of fabric on floss because it snapped in my hand with no resistance, giving up my best girl.
And shit, but Lily’s beautiful underneath. Those fat pink lips are engorged, with the sweet aroma of female arousal rising from her cunt.
“Oh yeah, you want it, don’t you? You’re dying to be a part of Battle Bang.”
Her mouth opens in protest but then snaps shut because suddenly, one of the guys calls from the audience.
“Don’t forget to lube her up where it counts! It’s one of the best parts.”
Don’t worry motherfucker, I wasn’t going to forget. Because it’s not just one of your favorite parts, but one of mine as well. So my hands slide down from her waist, slippery and agile. And within moments, they’re stroking over her pussy, giving it the rub.
“Oh!” she gasps, looking at me with wild eyes while still pinned to the mat. “Oh god!”
“Oh god is right,” comes my rasp. “But sweetheart, it gets even better.” I move her thighs apart slightly, still keeping them pinned beneath my body weight. And slowly, my hands slide over her pussy once more, this time stopping to circle her clit a few times. The niggle gets her good and aroused, and this time the brunette bucks her hips while squealing.
But to no avail. I’m massive and literally double Lily’s weight. So she’s pinned in place as I get that pussy lubed. The folds are soft and plush, her female nectar running so hard that frankly, she doesn’t need the extra oil. But hey, these are the rules of Battle Bang, and who am I to question them?
I rub my hands in circles around her pussy, working that clit good before moving down to her hole and tapping it lightly.
“You ready little girl?” is my harsh rasp. “You ready to feel me down here?”
But I’ve spoken too soon because Lily summons her innermost reserve of strength and wrenches her legs out from beneath me. Hell, it’s incredible but I guess it has to do with the oil because she’s slippery as a fish. Scrambling away from my prone form, she manages to stand once again, big boobs heaving.
Shit, she’s a beautiful sight. Brown curls wild and curves rosy. Her chest moves up and down with large, desperate pants even as sweet goop oozes from her slit. The girl’s nude now, flushed and beautiful, and she wants it bad.
But she also wants to fight. So while I’m down, the female lunges at me and this time, it’s Lily who takes me by surprise. In one fell swoop, the girl manages to wrench the loincloth from my hips and suddenly, we’re both naked in the ring. Two oiled, horny as hell opponents, my dick jutting out a ninety degrees, aroused and fucking ready to rumble.
She gasps when she catches sight of Mr. Stiffie. Come on, girlie. You’ve seen him multiple times now and even had him in your mouth. But there’s something about my dong that commands respect, and every time it’s revealed, Lily always loses it a little bit. I can’t help but bask for a moment in the glory of my fuckpole.