Gold Ace vs Sha'ree Fleming: The Ace meets The Dancer

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SUCCESS!

Gold Ace wasn't sure how much of that was from pur dumb luck, and how much was from skill and cunning..and he didn't want to know.

Instead, he focused on what he needed to do, what he HAD to do. If he was going to win this fight, the first thing he had to do was make Sha'ree cum, and now that he was on top of her, this might be his best chance!

Moving fast, ignoring his still aching body, Ace sat up, his cute butt planted on Sha'rees chest. It...gave him an idea. A wonderful idea. An awful idea. A...wonderfully awful idea actually.

Oh...Sha'ree was going to hate him after this...

He looked down at her, giving her a grin. "Alright...my turn!"

He said, before scooting his hips forward, until he was pressing his crotch, still damp with his cum, against her face, starting to hump and grind his crotch against her face, one hand grabbing the back of her head to press her face up hard against his crotch!

But that wasn't all...as his free hand started to reach the other way, fingers trailing over her soft stomach...until they reached Sha'rees crotch, starting to awkwardly rub his fingers over her bottoms to stimulate her!

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About all Shay had going for her was that Ace didn't weigh in at two hundred pounds like so many of the men around here likely did. Small but durable, the dancer managed to shake off the shock of the drop, but his body weighing on her torso made it a challenge to catch the wind he had knocked out of her. But that challenge could wait. It took her about four seconds to recall that she really didn't want him on top of her for any number of reasons, and she quickly went to grunting and groaning and trying to bridge her way out from beneath him... and doubly so at his worrying grin.

But just as her hips raised, his weight slipped up onto her upper chest and neck, making the bridge entirely worthless as she pressed up onto her toes. "Don't-" she began to gripe, trying to put her hands between the two of them and doing her darn best to look past his crotch and pretend it was not an inch from smothering her... but it smothered her. As she felt his warm, damp swell push against her face, she squealed, and a cold, creeping embarrassment poured out from her hips and back all across her body. The only saving grace was that she had expended him, he wasn't hard, and-

His wielding his hand to push her in deeper brought another squeal, and Shay went to violent handfighting to try and push him off of her. She thought she might make some progress, do just enough to bridge again and manage to slip out from under him... right up until his finger slipped over a damp, traitorous craving between her lips... and Shay froze, her green eyes staring up at him past his crotch with an anxious anticipation.

Uh oh.

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For a few moments, Ace wasn't sure if he was wrestling a match, or riding a horse, as Sha'ree bucked and raised her hips, thrashing under the lighter fem-boy to try and buck him off of her, and she nearly succeeded, had he not grabbed her hair and forced her face against his crotch, as much a way of staying on top of her as it was a way to fluster her.

But it was his fingers that did the job the most, causing her to freeze up as they rubbed between her legs, feeling how damp she already had gotten from his earlier humping. He rubbed more, looking down and blushing bright pink as the two of them made eye contact, her emerald eyes wide open in shock and disapproval of his actions.

"Umm...please don't be mad at me about this?"

He said softly, before moving his hand to the hemline of her small bottoms, slipping his fingers inside and having access to her bare pussy, rubbing his digits softly against her clit and the lips of her pussy, all while still rubbing and grinding his crotch against her face... and then slipping a finger inside of her, up to the knuckle, and starting to finger the erotic dancer!

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Don't be mad at him? Shay didn't see any reason to be mad at him - though she couldn't have put her irritation to words at having to feel his package smushed against her face - because she didn't imagine he had asked for the match or had asked specifically to have her opposite him for the screwing. But his mentioning specifically that she shouldn't be mad had her deeply worried, right up until he did... exactly what she expected him to do. That didn't change that, the moment she jolted at the sensation of his finger around her slit, she took to fighting and gripping at the bottom of his leotard to try and pull him off of her face, but she could think of things that would have made her much angrier.

She still couldn't get him off, and she tensed up, her thighs squeezing around his hand, as the exploring hand finally wriggled its way in. Despite the apprehension still showing in her eyes, Shay willed herself to hold on as best she could against the probing - almost to the detriment of properly fighting for her escape versus her humiliation in sucking in breaths past the smell of boy musk and cum - even after his earlier antics had warmed her up. Actually, the... humiliation was bringing more heat to her than the actual probing was. His movements were a little awkward, out-of-sync. Enough to draw in her attention but not enough to drive her wild.

And he wasn't going to get any faked orgasms, that was certain.

Finally, as he drove his balls against her face, the dancer couldn't take it anymore. She knew a camera somewhere was zoomed right in on everything he was doing to her face. She managed to throw her head back at an angle and tick her hand between his package and her cheek long enough to speak. "Get your... stuff off my face!", she yelled, punching at his stomach with the other hand.

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Oh this was not good. For a number of reasons.

For one, Sha'ree was fighting back, throwing a punch into his stomach. She wasn't able to get much distance or leverage, so it wasn't enough to knock him off of her...but it was a bad sign regardless.

Second, her thighs were squeezing TIGHTLY around his hand, painfully so, and he wasn't able to do more than get the one finger in her. Even still...Ace was not particularly skilled at fingering girls, and even before her thighs clamped, he wasn't able to get the correct rhythm to it, something he always struggled with when it came to penetration.

Third and probably the worst...all that rubbing against her face...was making his dick hard again, as she could no doubt feel against her face or hand. That was bad too, given how distracting and exhausting orgasms could be, and if this kept up, he might end up making himself cum a second time, which would be very bad for his attempts to win.

This had to change. His tactics, his situation, had to change, or he would completely waste this opportunity...which meant...should he? He had never done this in the ring before...and he'd been kind of hoping to save it as a secret weapon of sorts...but no time like the present, he supposed.

First, he pulled his finger out of her pussy, squeezing it past the near-deathgrip of her thighs, then planted his feet on the mat and lifted himself up off of Sha'ree's body, then immediately plopped his butt down onto her breasts, squashing her proud orbs under his cute teen femboy butt. Not the most polite move, mind you, but he needed her stunned, if only momentarily.

He then flipped himself over so that he was facing her legs, wrapping his own slim pale legs around her neck, his feet interlocking behind her head, more to keep her in place than anything, and bonus to her, his dick was no longer pressed against her face. But now...came the real trick, the Golden Ace secret move that nobody would have expected from him.

One of the benefits of growing up a femboy in a house with two lesbian moms and an older sister. He got to learn A LOT about the female body, probably more than he should have really, and was given an excellent sexual education as he grew up, both as a form of education for hentai matches, and just overhearing what his sister would be taught, or overhearing her sister complain about her boyfriends sexual inadequacies.

He...definitely heard too much growing up in that house.

Regardless, he had taken this knowledge and put it to practical use, practicing on peaches and the rare high school girlfriend...and it turned out, Gold Ace was quite good, exceptionally good...at eating pussy.

Boy could get a pit out of a peach using just his tongue alone.

Now, he would put that to the test in an official match, leaning over his opponents legs, pulling down Sha'ree's bottoms and, to the cheers of the crowd, exposing her sex to the masses and the camera's, pressing down hard on her thighs with his hands, not wanting to be trapped between them for certain, and, hoping this would work, he leaned his head down and began licking at Sha'ree's clit, his soft tongue working over the nub for a few licks, before trailing it up and down her pussy lips...and then going all the way and pressing his face in, forcing his tongue inside of the exotic dancer and eating her out!

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Just as the momentum had begun to turn for the worst, Shay had her means to claw back into the match. She had his hand, and for what worry she had about his probing finger - probing in a much less shocking place this time - she could take the attention. Plus, she had an inch between her face and most of his crotch at this point, though his... growth made that less separation than she had hoped. For all the times for her to run into a guy who could get back up quickly, it would have to be now.

Regardless, he began a retreat. His finger emerged from between her thighs, he shifted his hips. Desperate to find freedom and avoid lounging on bottom while he came up with another idea, she shoved harder at his crotch and started to roll her way to the side, preferably rumbling straight through his ankle to knock him over in the process. But his rear dropped right back down on her chest before she could escape. "Aaaahaw!", she wailed out, unable to even reach her arms up to her sternum where he had landed. She huffed, just enough of the breath knocked out of her to render her inert.

When he spun, she feared the worst... and then she feared the worst again when he snatched her neck up between his legs, leaving her gazing at his butt. She had been stuck in headscissors sparring before, sure, but only ever by women, and she didn't know if he would try to turn the tables on her with his own legs. Her hands pried at his inner thighs, but he never started squeezing - he only held her in place. That didn't make her any more confident in the situation, somehow, and it didn't take her long to figure out why.

The air, the cheer from the crowd. Both told her that he had pulled her bottoms out of the way far enough to expose her well-groomed center. Shay didn't have a problem with showing skin nor even with nudity given many of her stage outfits might have well have left her naked. But having herself pulled free on his terms frustrated her, and with her exposed, he could-

She squealed like someone had thrown a tarantula on her head when she felt his tongue. There was no pretense, no teasing. He dove right in. She had already been trying to raise her legs, but the contact made her flail even more desperately, only for his weight to hold her thighs down. Growing desperate as he targeted precisely what he needed to target, she started clawing at his thighs and his butt, doing everything she could to get away. "Don- don't!"

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Gold Ace buried his tongue as deep as it could go within Sha'rees pussy, lacking all around her inner walks, nuzzling his nose against her clit, his licks were slow, but surprisingly powerful for one so young and small, his fingers softly stroking at her bare thighs, trying his best to give her pleasure.

"AHH!"

He cried out, as Sha'ree began clawing at his legs and butt, pulling his tongue out of her as those sharp nails raked about his flesh, not cutting him, but leaving nail marks across his skin, making him shiver and groan.

Rather than let that deter him though, he put his head back down, forcing his lips onto her clit again, starting to suckle hard at the sensitive nub!

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He didn't listen to her at all. While he stopped his tongue assault for a moment when she dug into his legs, she couldn't deter him long, and his lips brushed her before she could feel the tongue starting to work again. She tried again to lift her thighs, to lift her hips, to lift her head, to power out from the bottom, but she couldn't manage, and by the time she had expended the energy, he had settled back into a rhythm. It left her staring into the distance, glassy-eyed, sweating, unable to deny the building sensation that he had summoned between her thighs. She could hardly keep her head, and she took one hand down from pulling at his glutes to try and cover her mouth so he couldn't hear her moaning.

She didn't know how to fight him off anymore, and the trickles of electricity pouring from her core had her legs trembling and her stomach welling with heat and anticipation. It was going to happen, and she couldn't do anything but ride out the sensations and focus on it as it approached. It hit her just before the big boom that thousands of people were watching her orgasm, and if the redness from the flush hadn't entirely consumed her entire being, that thought left her covered in crimson... and hating that it made her all the more aroused.

She squealed into her hand as it hit, and every muscle tensed. "Shootshootshootshoot... Stop li- stop licki-!"

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It didn't take long, thanks to his previous work in arousing the woman, before Ace's efforts with his tongue were rewarded, the woman's entire body trembling and shuddering as her orgasm hit, splashing against the teenagers face while the crowd cheered, having gotten to see their second orgasm of the match, and this one an even more erotic display than before as her naked pussy and the juices flowing from it were captured on camera for all to see.

For his part, the teen couldn't help but feel a thrill of pride in his accomplishment, and despite Sha'ree's own protest, and knowing it wouldn't help him win, he kept licking and sucking at her clit, rubbing his fingers against her thighs to somewhat massage them, all through her orgasm, clearly trying to make this experience as pleasurable for her as he was able, his tongue lapping at her swollen nub for several long moments until her orgasm finally subsided, giving her a few final licks before giving her clit a kiss and rolling off of Sha'ree.

On his back, Ace panted heavily, gulping as he audibly swallowed what of her cum had gotten in his mouth, heart pounding in his chest as he panted from the sheer effort it took to keep the woman down enough to make her cum. There hadn't even been that much overall wrestling in this match so far, but they had been fighting against each other the entire time, even sexually, and he was getting tired. He needed to end this, while he still could!

Sitting up, Ace crawled over to Sha'ree's head, where he draped his body over Sha'rees and looked her in the eye, licking his lips to get the cum off of them too before speaking.

"I...hope you enjoyed that...I wanted to make it a good one...now just...stay down, alright? You're tough but just...stay down."

He said, before leaning his upper body down, grabbing the womans shoulders and pinning her down onto the mat while leaning his head down to plant his lips against her own, kissing her and giving her a taste of her own juices, as a ploy to distract her while the referee dropped down and slapped at the mat, counting the pin!

"ONE!"

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Shay couldn't form a single thought, though she didn't lack for trying. Still stuck between his legs, her inhibition tried to wither away, tried to lead her toward reacting to all the blistering sensations by clawing her way out or punching something important, but a more sane Shay buried inside and refusing to give in totally to the madness summoned by the orgasm wouldn't allow her to do it. In fact, she was so desperate for some sort of response that she almost buried her face more tightly into Ace's rear to stifle her moans and let her nails again dig into the flesh of his thighs. She didn't know what else to do. Even as the rapture coursed through her, he continued to stimulate her.

But, after what seemed like an eternity, it ended. Shay flopped, flat, sweating, breathing her lungs out onto the canvas. Despite her bedraggled state, she still had enough focus left in her to take her bottoms and pull them back into place for what little good it did her, but that same arm plopped onto the canvas again as she did everything in her power to regain her composure. It didn't seem like it would happen anytime soon. Considering the circumstances, she couldn't imagine being more exhausted from any sex act.

And crap. Here he came again. Not... the other came, just the one where he climbed on top of her. She didn't have much in her but to give him a strict look as he spoke to her. She didn't quite manage to maintain that strict look, however, when he bent down and started kissing her. "Mmmph!" Nothing should have shocked her at this point, but the surprise swept across her face as he pressed against her lips. Stunned, almost drowsy, it took Shay until she heard the ref count a two before she summoned her strength, lashing out with every appendage to dislodge him and roll onto her stomach.

She had to get up, or he would just keep playing with her. Summoning her energy, the dancer slowly shuffled to her knees, leaned back far enough that she could get a gauge on his next move and have a chance to defend herself.