Change of Fortune - Miss Fortune vs Drake "Domino" Vyril

[RiotGrrl]

Madison watched as Domino lay his tight muscled body on hers, what made it worse, or better was the sheer tease that Domino used. As he settled. Madison was smothered with his large package, the shorts did little to hide it. The redhead had been pinned before, countless times, and she had been smothered in the same manner, but this was intensely erotic, not least because Domino was a taken man.

The teasing in the match had led to this. Madison moaned and nuzzled against him, she could barely breathe but his heavier weight made the pin all the more dominating, which excited the New Yorker no end. She was certain to lose, but Madison was winning!

As the count got to FOUR, FIVE and SIX. she felt the man's hand just on her now soaked thong. Madison squirmed and humped a little at his hand, whilst her mouth kissed and worked his barely covered manhood. She submissively put her hands flat against the canvas, letting the male wrestler have his moment of victory

[CyanDimitrik]

The count continues along, and Madison seems to've completely given herself over to the pin. Some people struggle. Some people lie obediently still. Madison is relishing in it. To be fair, that's what he expected. But he may have hoped she'd been more worn out - too worn out to really move. So now he has to work through the tension of her nuzzles, kisses, and hip movements through the remainder of the count. He egged this on; he opted to torture her. Everything's been one huge backfire. But at least he's winning their wager!

The grind against her face with his hips becomes a little more involuntary and heavy, now including his abs over her chest. His fingers dig into her thigh and hips a little, eyes briefly closing. "Seven... eight... nine...," he continues counting, attempting to restrain a reactionary shudder.

[RiotGrrl]

The count continued to rise and Miss Fortunes passions grew with each smothered breath. She was still stuck fast under the toned male wrestler. She didn't have the energy or inclination to kick out. A further move from Domino would have taken her out for good and she would have not gotten to enjoy the feel of his body pressing her down.

As the male wrestler hit the TEN the redhead sank back into the canvas, she moaned aloud managing to turn her head slightly to give a breathy gasp against his inner thigh. Her sex was aching she was sweaty and excited, but Domino had made good on his desire to win.

She waited for him to dismount her, face flushed and tingling all over.

[CyanDimitrik]

The ten count sounds off, and Domino starts to relax his grip on the girl's bare thigh. Her leg is slowly lowered to the mat, his hand slowly, deliberately sliding off of her hips in a final teasing stroke. His hips shift one last time, indulging guiltily in the position a final time before rising off of her to rest on his knees. He looks down over her body splayed out before him, actively resisting the urge to dive onto her again and abandon his morals.

He reaches down to gently pat her cheek. "I'd better take off."

[RiotGrrl]

Madison moaned as she was released from the intensely erotic pin from Domino. Her eyes wide as she lay there bathed in sweat, turned on and defeated. The little pat on her cheek drew a purr from her mouth. Her large chest rising and falling as she breathed. She eventually rolled over watching the male wrestler disappear.

"Next time it'll be me on top babes"

She whispered more than said anything Domino would hear but the sexy man was definitely on her radar.