The First Project (Dolly Blitz [D] vs Audrey Trovita)

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Amazing. No, not amazing. In Dolly's mind, that word was nowhere near adequate for the task of describing what just happened. Never before had a sexual experience in the ring gone so perfectly before. And their bodies seemed to be in perfect agreement: Audrey was still squeezing him, like her pussy just didn't want him to leave. And his dick stayed hard and hungry from more still. It was just so good, his hips started moving on his own. Slowly, lazily sliding in and out of her, like it was making itself at home. Sensitive, sending more mind-numbing waves through him.

While he did that, Marcela took notice of her tears. With Dolly still gripping that handful of her red locks, she just leaned right on in and slid her tongue up the other woman's face. Twice, cleaning them from her face.

"No more tears, sweetheart. We've got something that'll cheer you right up."

"Make that two things. I'm still hard."

Marcela's face lit up with sadistic glee. "Perfect!"

Dolly knew exactly what she meant. And so did Audrey, most likely. The crowd roared their anticipation as Marcela slipped that double-ended strap-on into place with a moan, exaggerated only just a little for their benefit, and especially for Dolly's. Audrey might not have been able to see the smile he had on his face, but as tightly as she's gripping him, there was no way she'd miss the appreciative twitching.

"Open up." Like she had a choice. Marcela would use both hands to force her mouth open, bringing the plastic penis closer and closer until...

"Wait."

"What?"

Dolly met some resistance as he did it -- damn, whether she wanted to admit it or not, she really didn't wanna let him go -- but he would withdraw from the perfectly curved redhead, switching to a little hotdogging, sliding his member between Audrey's generous cheeks. With a playful grin, and chuckling to himself, he suggested, "Let's time it!"

Marcela didn't bat an eyelid. Their food wasn't going anywhere, so why not play with it some more? Dolly seemed to have read her mind, confidently letting go of Audrey's arms to seize her tits instead, his fingers getting right to working the same magic they had just moments ago. With her mouth still opened, Marcela hovered the tip right on her lips. Poking and prodding, but not pressing through just yet. And Dolly slid himself up and down the space between her cheeks as he counted, "A-one! A-two-hoo! A-three!"

On three, the pair would penetrate at the exact same time, starting off a nice spitroast. Marcela went hard and deep to get the most out of her vibrating end, each thrust ramming her toy dick down Audrey's throat while Dolly paced himself in her ass.

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The reprieve from being pounded did not last long. As Dolly and Audrey's combined climax began to fade, Dolly decided he hadn't had enough and continued sliding himself into her. The intensity was nowhere near what it had been, but just the fact that he was still hard enough to continue without a rest made Audrey panic. It was enough for her to catch her breath, to a degree... her breathing was heavy after the intense bout she'd just endured. But even so, she was so sensitive after an orgasm that she could feel even the slightest friction of him against her inner walls, and it left her whimpering.

Marcela's promise did little to ease her racing heart, and she flinched as the woman literally licked the tears off her cheeks. Audrey closed her eyes, one at a time, not just to ensure no tongue touched her eyes, but also ew, she didn't want that.

Audrey purposely did not make eye contact as Marcela slipped into the strap-on. She wondered though, after instead seeing the hungry eyes of the audience anticipating what was to come, if maybe she'd have been better off not seeing that. In the end, it wouldn't really matter, though, would it?

With Dolly still lazily teasing her, the redhead had difficulty keeping her mouth closed and suppressing her moans... which Marcela took full advantage of, forcing her to open wide. And then they paused. Audrey gasped loudly as Dolly pulled himself from her insides, and for one small moment, she saw a flicker of hope that her torment was over.

A silly, naïve notion, all things considered.

Audrey suddenly had control of her arms and head again, but before she could exercise that, a pair of hands found her tits. Immediately the redhead's face heated up and she let out another gasp, this one a more breathy moaning variant. There was no thought of keeping her mouth closed now, just nervous anticipation of the plastic cock that was primed to find the back of her throat. Audrey's only form of resistance came in the form of her hands covering the pair gripping her ample bust; she didn't even have the energy to try to pull them off.

And then, at the end of Dolly's counting, both of her ends were stuffed. Her eyes went wide, but her agonized scream died in her throat as she choked on Marcela's strap on. Her hands squeezed around Dolly's, completely involuntarily but offering no less intense a sensation - a definite mistake she had no time to fix.

It wasn't long before the redhead felt her body being compressed like an accordion, with Dolly penetrating her from behind and Marcela forcing her way down her windpipe. Her hands quickly found their way to Marcela's thighs, attempting weakly to push the plastic away from her mouth as fresh tears began to slide down her already wet cheeks. If there was one thing worse than a dick between her legs, it was a dick in her mouth, and with her panic, Audrey quickly found it difficult to breathe!

All the while, her body once again began to heat up as she took it from both ends, the only fight back being the slurping of the plastic and her whimpering whines.

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"God, I love this ass!" Dolly breathed the words out. Eyes closed, riding those pleasant waves. Audrey's hands found his and squeezed, like she didn't want this to end. Her body was telling the story that she didn't want out there. He leaned forward, maintaining his pace: Middling, steady, and deep, wanting to get the most out of what her ass could give him. But he also took the time to touch her skin with his soft lips. From her freckled shoulder to her neck; he was feeling a little intimate now. And he whispered into her ear, "And I know you love this too. Don't even try to deny it." He gave her ear a playful nibble, his talented fingers going to work on her nipples again, flooding her body with more volcanic sensations.

After wringing four tremendous orgasms out of her, the femboy would say that he's got a good measure of what drives her crazy. How sensitive she is, and when she'll pop. And as for number five? It wouldn't take long. Which was good, because it wouldn't take him long, either. He was honestly falling in love with Audrey's body. The waves on her curves as their hips met. The way she bounced. How tight she was, in both holes. Just right, like she was shifting about on the inside just to accommodate him. And so juicy too!

And those tits. Who could forget those magnificent tits? He could play with them all day and night.

"Meu Deus!"

This toy had Marcela in goddamn heaven, pushing her past the point where her movements were her own. Her voluptuous body was on auto-pilot now, chasing her peak with increasingly wild abandon. Quicker. Harder. Stuffing that plastic dick as far down her throat as it could go and offering not even a single second's respite.

"Porra!"

Her eyes rolled up into the back of her head, allowing her the sight of a mind that was rapidly turning into mush. The lurid sight of Marcela's assault had Dolly decided. "If only you could see it, Vita!" His every breath was more heated as closed in on the promised land himself. "She doesn't even have a dick, and you're still driving her crazy! Wonder...what that mouth can do for me!"

Marcela would get there first, her entire body quaking from the overwhelming sensations that flooded it. The harness would house would sprayed out of her this time...Somewhat. Her hot juices flooded over, forming a small puddle on the apron where she stood. And for the second time, she would be brought down to her knees, hanging on to the ropes so she didn't fall to the outside.

And moments later, Dolly could feel it coming. "Again! Again!" And it was going to be even bigger than the last. Her tits. Her pussy. Her ass. And her mouth, most certainly. Every part of her that he took brought him greater pleasure, specifically because of what he "asked" of her. "Let's cum together again!"

He started picking up his pace now,

Audrey would be filled with even more of his seed than before, as he erupted with the knowledge that her body was craving his as just as much as his was craving hers. Her protests, her meager resistance...it was all nothing but lies. To him. To Marcela. To all of their spectators. And most of all, to herself. He'd reached in to seize that most primal part of her being, and now he's got it in the palm of his hand.

The beauty of it was beyond words. It's what he's in the Hentai game for.

Translation

"Meu Deus!" -- "My God!"

"Porra!" -- "Fuck!"

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Though she would never admit to it aloud, Audrey was in fact enjoying her predicament. Against her will, of course, but the physical reactions of her body were impossible to deny. Especially not with so many witnesses. Dolly's pace was far from the ruthless domination that Caesar had put her through, and his lips soft against her skin sent shivers down her spine. And that was to say nothing of the way his fingers teased her nipples! What little pain was there by virtue of the pressure was drowned out almost entirely by the tingling pleasure shooting through her body like lightning! Dolly had not taken long to learn what makes the redhead hot, and he clearly had no reservations in putting his new knowledge to use.

That pleasure, however, was contrasted by the agonizing toy shoved far down her throat than she knew how to handle, courtesy of Marcela. The plastic constricted her throat, causing her to cough, gag, and choke. Her eyes were screwed shut in pain, burning tears streaking down her face. Marcela moved at least twice as fast as Dolly, and Audrey could only pray that she'd be done soon - it was difficult enough to breathe while crying and hyperventilating, but having something so large blocking her main air flow made it next to impossible!

"She doesn't even have a dick, and you're still driving her crazy! Wonder...what that mouth can do for me!"

Audrey heard the words, but was in no state to consider the implication behind them in her present state. Her body was hot, pain and pleasure at war with each other for her attention, resulting in her senses being overwhelmed to the point where she barely registered where she was!

Marcela finished. She could tell by the way the thrusting into her mouth slowed and halted. But to her dismay, the plastic dick remained firmly lodged down her throat. The realization that it would not be removed so easily set the redhead to whimpering and sobbing, the sounds muffled by said plastic toy.

But with the higher intensity thrusting no longer a distraction, Audrey's focus was forced back to the pleasure half of the duo. Dolly's hands continued to toy with her breasts and nipples, that lightning-like tingling rapidly pushing her towards her limit. His pace began to quicken as well; he was close.

No sooner did the redhead think it than she felt Dolly erupt once again inside of her. And he continued to do so, far more than he had before, or so it felt to Audrey. The tears still falling from her eyes betrayed nothing as her own body reached its edge, Dolly's release triggering a wave of her own. Her head flew back (as far as it could with Marcela's toy still holding her mouth hostage) and she quivered as her orgasm rocked her body, hands squeezing into fists with no choice but to ride it out.

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And thar she blows again! Much to the rowdy crowd's delight. And just as things had from the very beginning -- aside from that bit where Audrey had Dolly down on the mat -- this. Went. Perfectly: All three of them erupted at the same time. Their legs all decided to take five at the end of their simultaneous crescendos, bringing them down to their knees in one big, growing puddle of their fluids. Mostly Audrey's; the little well-hydrated Energizer bunny that she is. The collapse would give her the reprieve she sought; not from them, but she wouldn't be choking on silicone anymore.

They were all feeling it now. Audrey had her five, Dolly was on his third, and Marcela on her second.

"THIS IS AWESOME!" Clap, clap, clap-clap-clap! "THIS IS AWESOME!" Clap, clap, clap-clap-clap!

"Goddamn right it is." His agreement came out with heavy breaths. He'd fallen forward, resting his head on Audrey's shoulder. Still buried inside her ass. Too good. Can't leave yet. But there would be no more motion coming from him in that regard. He was even beginning to soften, however slowly.

This was turning into one of those "The spirit is willing, but the flesh is weak" moments. Three wasn't the most he'd ever had in a match, but he'd never had three orgasms that were so powerful back-to-back like this. Honestly, right now he wanted to light up a blunt, eat some cookies, and go to sleep.

And Marcela had the eyes to see it. After some moments of rest, she'd finally ask, "How are you feeling back there, fofinho?"

Dolly responded with a silent raising of a thumb. He was not about to admit to how tired he was getting. But to her, at least, he already had.

"Stay right there, and keep a hold on her. I've got something that'll spice this right up."

Marcela would crawl between the middle and bottom ropes, making a show of the sway of her hips as she passed right beside the two, mainly for his benefit. It did help. She had a mighty fine ass on her -- got some twitches of life down there. The Brazilian kept on crawling until she got to her pants, reaching inside of the pockets for a purple pill. Then she returned to him, coming from behind to snuggle up against him. One arm wrapping around his waist while she brought her other hand around to hold it up in his face. "Say 'ahh'."

"The hell is that?"

"Something that'll help. Don't worry. You'll keep your mind."

Dolly would still hesitate. After that one time he got kicked out of a club in California when he was under the impression that he'd been turned into a werehyena, he was no longer in the habit of taking drugs from strangers.

"Hey, if you start feeling funny at all, you can turn this into a handicap match where you double-team me with Audrey instead."

...But.

But they have been working well together thus far. He supposed it wouldn't make sense for her to fuck all of that up now.

"Say 'ahh'. Pleeeease?" She said it all sweet-like. Somehow, he had the feeling that wasn't natural for her.

Well. Fuck it.

"Ahh..." He opened up wide.

"Chew. It'll go through your bloodstream quicker."

It went through way quick. Like a potion in an RPG, damn near instant aid. That little purple, bitter-tasting pill was like a shot of adrenaline, straight into his dick.

"Woah, shit!"

He wasn't at one hundred percent, but oh yeah...As Audrey would be able to feel inside of that tight hole of hers, he could definitely go again.

"Just what I wanted to hear." Marcela would lean in close, bringing her lips up to his ear so he could feel every word she spoke, but kept the volume up high enough for their plaything to hear, "You've still got one more hole to take."

Damn right. And he knew just how to do it. "Gimme some space."

Happily. She couldn't wait to see what he'd do. And he wouldn't disappoint: As weakened as Audrey was, he was able to get into position on top of her with the utmost of ease. Pin her down by the wrists, set his toes down on the mat, and Marcela wouldn't need any instruction as to what to do when she saw his revitalized cock dangling in front of Audrey's face.

"Your turn. Say 'ahh'..."

Audrey would have a choice here. That is to say, whether she opened up of her own volition or had Marcela do it for her, allowing Dolly to bring inch. After inch. After inch. After inch. After inch. After inch. After inch

Flooding Dolly's body with that carnal warmth yet again. Knocking his head back yet again, before he started that freaky exercise regimen, giving Audrey a throatful of meat with every pushup. It was one of his favorite ways to end the average match, though this one was far from it...

Translation

"Fofinho" -- "Cutie"

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Reprieve was a generous term, but given the context of the rest of this evening, it was the most generous Audrey had been given all night, at least as far as her opinion was concerned. Despite the number of releases she'd been forced into, she felt bloated, filled as many times as she had been, and desperately hoped she'd endured the worst. She flopped to the mat along with the others, the plastic finally pulled from her sore throat, and she let out a pathetic sob of relief; she'd have cried tears of joy if she hadn't already been leaking. Her lower half splat into a puddle, and the sensation instantly made her shiver with revulsion but she was too tired to bother attempting to move out of it. The front of her body was already covered in it, anyway.

Her body shifted in the puddle when Dolly laid himself down atop her, his flesh warm against her hot body, making her groan in disgust, but now she was trapped there even if she had the will to move. Not to mention that he had yet to pull out, and any motion she made awarded her an all-too-obvious reminder. At least the pair of them wore themselves out just as much as her by this point, so she'd be allowed to remain 'comfortable' as long as they needed.

The redhead chose to ignore her foes as they began a conversation... up until she heard the words 'spice this right up'. Concern caused Audrey wearily tried to lift her head. What the fuck more could they do to 'spice it up'??

She got some mild satisfaction as it sounded like Marcela was trying to drug Dolly, and for a brief delusional moment of hope, she wondered if their budding alliance was about to be shattered. She spared no thought to the idea of teaming up with Dolly; First of all, ew. Secondly, if Marcela was making that kind of assurance, then it simply wasn't going to happen. There was no chance. Not that she doubted that Marcela wanted her own taste of the treatment Dolly was subjecting the redhead to, but she was clearly in no position to start dishing it out.

Which meant... oh, fuck. They still weren't done with her.

That was made clear the moment he took whatever it was that Marcela had offered. Audrey squealed lightly as she felt Dolly re-hardening inside her, without do much as moving. That couldn't be a good sign.

"You've still got one more hole to take."

"Ngh..."

The fact that they were so blatantly announcing their next move said everything about how much resistance they expected. Audrey attempted to inch her way to her hands and knees, but she was exhausted. Her limbs gave out before she managed to even straighten her elbows. Her collapse was all the invitation Dolly needed to flip her and mount her, the remains of their combined juices coating her body glistening in the overhead lighting. He nudged her breasts as he knelt over her, triggering a sudden jolt of pleasure and somehow still managing to make her moan. Her only resistance as he pinned her wrists was a whine, which shifted to whimpers when he positioned himself directly at her lips.

Marcela would not have to force her; her whimpering only left her mouth open a fraction, but stretched without hesitation to accept Dolly as he forced himself inside. The redhead was too tired even to object to him slipping deeper and deeper down her throat, even as she choked on him. Her eyes closed again, tears streaking down her cheeks freely, more an involuntary response than anything else, but she didn't really want to watch, anyway.

And then Dolly began to pull out. Audrey's chest heaved up off the mat, her back arched, only to be pushed back down as he reversed course and sunk back in. The process repeated, once, twice; each time Dolly retreated, Audrey's body bent out of shape, instinct the only thing triggering her attempts at escape... if they could be called as such.