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I was on the edge of my seat as I watched them doing it. What a spectacle, I thought. I was sitting in the front row so that I could watch every drop of sweat, every rippling muscle, and could hear every grunt and moan.
I don't think my pussy had been quite as hot as that in ages and ages.
I was at an all-girl wrestling match. There were several bouts and each one seemed sexier than the last. They weren't particularly supposed to be for erotic entertainment, you understand. There were quite a number of hard-core wrestling fans in the audience and they were taking it all seriously, or relatively seriously. I don't think even the most die-hard fan didn't realize there was an element of the absurd in all of this grunting and posing and throwing each other around on the mat.
As for myself, I was simply enjoying the spectacle of two women, two big, brawny, beautiful women, grabbing and scratching and groaning at each other, wearing only the scantiest and tightest of outfits while they did it.
Of course, it would have been even better if they had been naked, but I couldn't ask for everything, I decided. That would be turning the whole thing from reality to fantasy, I decided. That was more than was possible in real life.
I watched now as one woman pinned the other. Her hands were sliding across the big, firm, meaty buttocks of the other lady wrestler. I could imagine what it would be like if they were both naked as this was happening. Yes, and those fingers would be sliding across bare meat, pink fleshy buttocks, gripping the crevice, grazing across the thick growth of pubic hairs and the flesh of the pussy.
I was jumping up and down hi my seat. It wasn't because I was excited by the match in the way that so many others in the audience were. No, it wasn't that at all. It was pure sexual excitement and arousal that was causing it.
My cunt was pouring juice, more and more of it all the time.
I wanted to drag my panties down and spread my legs and shove a few fingers inside that hot cunt – preferably the fingers of that gorgeous blonde Amazon who was currently giving a full-nelson hold to the opponent in the ring.
If only I could have had some sort of private, enclosed booth while I watched the match. Then I would have been able to masturbate while watching them wrestle. It would have been the ultimate fantasy, I think. Yes, just superb. Two big, beautiful women tussling like that, twisting and turning, scratching and pawing at each other as they moved all around, circling around and around, grabbing and clawing at each other.
The match went on for some time. I left my seat after that bout even though there was another one. I had an appointment back in the dressing rooms.
I got back there and inside the blonde's dressing room. She was already naked and I got to admire her gorgeous, huge but beautifully firm and muscular body.
I moved up to her and smiled. She wondered who I was, obviously.
I nodded my head and held a hand out to her as my eyes drank in her tits and pussy and that big ass of hers. She held her hand out and shook mine.
Then I rushed up against her and pressed my lips to hers, kissing her heatedly. She was so surprised that she didn't do anything, just let me kiss her for a minute.
"I am very wealthy," I said to her. "I don't know how much you make doing this, but I will certainly double whatever you made. You will come stage a private wrestling match with an opponent of my own choosing."
She gulped and shrugged. "Sounds like a good deal," she said. "But who is this opponent of yours? Somebody I know or what?"
"Well, you know her now," I said with a grin on my face. "It's me, you see."
"You? You're a wrestler? You don't look like no wrestler, lady."
"Wait till we get into a hold. You'll see just how talented I am," I said.
I was pretending to be friendly and physical so I could touch her. And touch her I did. I patted her big bottom and then pulled on her pussy hair. She didn't object. She was probably thinking about the money I was going to give her. Money always talks in these cases. I can buy just about any fantasy I want if I'm willing to spend enough dough on it. And right now I was contemplating the fantasy I would create.
The two of us naked and grappling together, grabbing and pawing. I would hold her ass down and press my face between her buttocks, biting her pubic hair and licking at her cunt and asshole. Yes, it was going to be nice, really nice, I thought.
"What do you say? Are you willing to do it?" I asked her.
She shrugged. "It sounds weird, but I'll go along with it. I'm not scared of anything, lady, and that's the fucking truth," she said.