Rocking With The HurricAnne (Black Severin vs HurricAnne)

[DSX93]

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Match Type: 60 Minute Ironperson Hentai Match (with Kissing Game rules)
Victory Conditions: Forcing the most orgasms out of the opponent with the hour. Orgasms are counted only when a competitor is kissing the opponent on the lips.
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Ring Attire

Entrance Jacket

was looking forward to this one. Well, he knew that he was going to be wiped the hell out at the end of this, but this new talent in LAW was exactly the type he wants to face in a match with Kissing Game rules. HurricAnne was a woman who delved into the intimacy of the sport. Competitive, but she knew how to have fun too. And she liked to have a lot of it. And reports say that she's a real sweetheart.

And she's got crazy curves too. Oh yeah, he's eager to get his hands on her.

sounding through an arena that had been darkened with the exception of a golden light that shined from behind the stage, casting his silhouette just like in the video to the song he was coming out to, helped along with a touch of fog.

Michael Jackson had a regular presence in the Hughes household growing up. His father was a big fan, and it passed down to him. "Rock With You" was one of his favorites, and considering that his opponent was known for her endurance, it seemed fitting, given the lyrics.

Having held a love for dance since he was a boy, the choreography would predictably be something that he had down pat, to the extent that he didn't even have to think out his steps. The music came on, and his body went on autopilot, making adjustments to carry him forward, rather than remaining stationary like Michael did in the video. The cameras only added to the perfection, capturing him at the right angles with effects being applied for those watching at home, making his entrance look even more like the video that inspired it.

A spotlight shined down on him, prompting an eruption of applause when he was properly revealed.

"The following contest is an Ironperson Hentai Match with Kissing Game rules! And introducing first, standing at five feet and eight inches and weighing in at one hundred and eighty-five pounds...! From Milwaukee, Wisconsin...! Blaaaaaack! Seeeeveriiiin!"

He took the advice given about a minute and a half in: "Just take it slow." Because yeah, he had so far to go. A whole sixty minutes once that bell rings. But the people didn't mind. The dancing's caught on, particularly with the ladies, many of whom were grooving right along with him. And boy, did they holler when he reached the apron: Still sticking pretty close to the original choreography

of the shortened version of the song used for the video, he shrugged off his jacket, revealing his his chiseled physique in full. And they appreciated the view when he bent through the ropes. A first-time occurrence due to tonight's musical choice.

And he kept moving on that autopilot. There wasn't much of the song left at that point, so he'd dance his way to the center of the ring, finishing with one of Mike's trademark kicks, a spin, and a hop onto his tip-toes when it faded out, earning another pop before he stood to wait for his opponent.

[Elphie]

Spoiler

So far it was only Asuka’s second match at LAW, but the poor floor tiles in front of her locker were already eroded with how hard she was walking back and forth in a fidgety way, just to try and calm her nerves. But what was getting her nervous that time? Her debut was some days before and it was a pretty good show so there was no reason to be mistreating the floor like that. Unless… This wouldn’t be Asuka’s first match but it would surely be the first one against a man. This was that got Anne so nervous and excited, a new emotion she named “nervxcited”. Her feelings didn’t dwelve around hesitance or imposter syndrome though, Anne was far too optimistic and cheerful for that, her nerves had more to be with her crazy high sexual desire. In her mind she had been picturing her ideal rival and how hot and steamy their action was going to be. There he was in her mind, smile shining, muscles bulking and a glimmer in his skin thanks to pearled beads of sweat, and he was hers for sixty minutes!

“Gooood I have to stop doing this!”, exclaimed Anne in a comically distressed voice as she stopped on her tracks, fists clenched and thighs rubbing against each other involuntarily. Wait, was she getting wet just before a match? At least LAW wouldn’t frown upon her enthusiasm… Anne’s daydreaming was suddenly broken when someone from the staff came to check on her and tell her to go backstage. “Huh? Righto! Be right there!”, she said pressing her thighs tighter, praying that there wasn’t a damp spot in her bikini, not before the match at least, before she could have a look at her rival.

Once accomodated behind the stage Asuka paid close attention to the screens in order to get a proper first impression on her rival. When that man appeared on stage dancing to some classic tune Anne didn’t know but was sure was pretty famous and enthralling everyone with his flashy entrance it was pretty clear that he was way beyond anything Anne had imagined, and she had a quite active imagination. His looks were confident and strong but somehow Anne could say he had some air of kindness, as if he didn’t have to hide under a layer of threatening masculinity and he decided to show confidence and strength but also look nice in the meanwhile. Everything in him checked Anne’s items on her imaginary list of men and damn, he was ripped! His build was muscular but not too much so it wouldn’t look good. Anne had to repress her instincts to just get out there while he made his entrance.

After what felt like an eternity for Anne she was allowed on the stage, hence appearing HurricAnne instead. She would have loved to make a cool entrance, rousing the crowd to her favor and such, but she was so enthralled about what she had seen her body was almos fluttering towards the ring. When went between the ropes her bikini almost gave up in containing her curves and that made for a powerful show. Once inside HurricAnne could finally look at her chiseled Greek god of a rival. She felt suddenly blushing like hell. “Ummmm Hiiiiii!!”, her greeting came a couple tones over what she wanted it to be. “Wow that was an entrance duuuude and look at you! Maaan you look amazing this is going to be greeeat.” For some more seconds Anne kept rambling positive remarks about him but more as if she was talking to herself before she would notice it and come back to reality. “Oh, sorry I deride haha! _{Uncomfortable laugh, you idiot.} Let me introduce myself: I’m HurricAnne, here to blow you away!”, she finished by making a pose she hoped he would find cool.

[DSX93]

God. Dayum!

Look at that! Look at this woman! Absolutely delectable.

She seemed distracted on the way to the ring, though. Even though she was looking his way the entire time. Then she bent through the ropes, almost spilling out of her tiny bikini -- ooh, he would not have minded that. But anyway! Right. Distracted. When she got into the ring, he put the dots together.

Severin wasn't a cocky guy -- and he certainly wasn't conceited -- but he knew he looked good. But still, it was always something when he happened to have an effect on his opponent before the match even starts. It always put a big, probably dumb grin on his face, and it was no different here. She was eying him real hard. Turning apple red, pressing her thighs together...Oh yeah, this thing's gonna get hot. He can already tell.

And then she spoke, and he loved her energy. She was enthusiastic and cheery, seeming the type who would've been happy to be here anyway, but that she had so much extra energy for him was...Well, it got a coy, almost shy laugh out of him.

"Aw, thanks!"

It couldn't be helped; it was such good food for the ego!

HurricAnne capped her introduction off with a pose that had a practiced grace, resulting in something that was indeed cool to him, and of course, sexy. Aaaand...he decided to play along with this, because what the hell, why not?

He started a controlled stumble backwards, almost like the pose itself literally had power that threatened to blow him away before launching into a backflip and landing in a classic

"Black Severin! Charmed, but you're not getting rid of me that easy!" His eyes took in every inch of her as he rose back into an upright stance, satisfied with every single crumb it nibbled on. That big, dumb grin turned into something more confident as he stepped forward, back to the initial distance there was between them before, and a little beyond that too. When he opened his mouth to speak this time, it would be with a confident tone that matched his handsome countenance. Cool, self-assured without being arrogant. And also...sultry. "Maybe I can charm you into starting this thing off right with a kiss? And then we'll see who blows who away."

[Elphie]

There was HurricAnne, standing in front of her rival, looking slightly upwards since he was an inch or two taller than her. She was all blushing, the wait until he responded to her greeting feeling like an eternity. How would he react to her? Omg. Was he going to be one of those “no bullshit” men that found Anne insufferably bubbly? Anne could feel herself almost choking in wait for a reaction. Oooh god that was bad. Surely he was annoyed by her behavior. Yeah he must despise her at that point.

Then Severin just got a coy smile on his face. “Aw, thanks!”

“Omg he’s so nice!” After Anne’s mind played a trick on her and made her feel a little self-conscious now seeing how this so far unnamed rival reacted in a coy but also supporting and inviting way made the white-haired feel warm and fuzzy inside again. That wasn’t the end of his reaction because the man took a couple steps back which made HurricAnne look confused and just then he went for a backflip and a superhero landing, all while introducing himself. “OH MY GOSH HE’S SO COOOOOOL!” HurricAnne could feel how her legs almost failed to support her at that point. Watching him make some wordplay about being charmed but not that charmed while he was eyeing her almost made Anne melt like a candle. Also, now she had a name for that Adonis in front of him: Severin.

Finally when the introductions were over and both contestants were at close distance agains it was Severin the one who broke the trance Asuka was under to suggest in a playful way to start the match with some kissing. Thinking logically that made a lot of sense since the match involved not only driving the rival to climax but kissing them while doing so, but at that point Anne’s mind was way past the point of logical thinking. “You can charm me anytime…”, she found herself thinking before she woke up from her daydream. That would have been a pretty good moment to say something sultry and witty, but it was Anne we’re talking about.

"A- a kiss?! At this time of year, at this time of day, in this part of the country, localized entirely between your lips and mine?!" A couple of instants of silence, with Anne blushing as she realized the stupidity of her last sentence, her breath ragged. If Severin had been wearing any kind of clothing on his upper half she would have grabbed it to pull him towards her. Since that wasn’t an option HurricAnne resorted to a pretty different tactic. Suddenly jumping she would wrap her legs around his hips and her arms around his neck while she went mad at him invading his mouth with her tongue as she let out pants of barely contained arousal. The match hadn’t even started and HurricAnne was already losing her mind over her rival. Great. Just great.

[DSX93]

"A- a kiss?! At this time of year, at this time of day, in this part of the country, localized entirely between your lips and mine?!"

She really is a dork. Even better, because so is he.

"Well, it is the Time of the Season."

Severin wondered if she'd get

He wouldn't get a definite answer, but HurricAnne would pick up the gauntlet he'd laid down. That was for damn certain! And he was all for it. He loved it, how she literally jumped him, like she needed him not yesterday, but last week. His strong arms caught her, one wrapping around her waist while the other went south so he could grip her by that great, bountiful ass of hers, lifting her up with the utmost of ease, like she weighed nothing. His tongue wasted no time coming out to play and waltz with hers, the sudden, fiery passion engulfing him within moments.

While he was preoccupied with that, he'd slowly bring them down to the mat. One knee. Then the other. Then gently set her down on her back, with him on top, his own arousal already poking at her through his shorts as he broke the kiss, with a strand of their hot saliva still keeping them connected before he touched his lips down on her neck, his pleasured hands roaming this way and that, taking hungry stock and possession of her curves and the flesh she had on display.

Kissing, licking, sucking -- marking with hickeys -- even a playful bite or two, or three...Severin started his learned, talented mouth on a trail along her neck, making detours for her collarbones and taking a pause to fully take in and appreciate her strawberry fragrance..."Ooh, you smell so good!"

...Slowly working his way to one ear, in which he would whisper...Or rather, whisper-growl...

"Damn, you're sexy!"

[Elphie]

Oh, to be carried to bed by your knight in shining armor! What a lovely and dreamy experience to abandon oneself to the throes of passion! That was a thought that coursed Anne’s mind when she felt her body being kindly carried by Severin, only there was no bed here and the shining armor was made of chiseled abs that threatened with making the white-haired lose her sanity.

Not only was Severin suave with words but with his acts, to be more specific with his hands. Despite being strong and the obvious difference in physical build Severin was thorough, firm but careful with his movements, never causing pain but perfectly carrying Anne to the mat. The butt grab was a great addition too. It took some good training for Anne to build those cheeks so seeing them getting some tender attention was gratifying.

Apparently Severin didn’t skip leg day either as the man was capable of lifting Anne and then kneeling without make it unsteady for the woman who was just comfortable with herself being treated like that. After all Severin was transcending the boundaries of the physical realm and becoming a matter of dreams. Feeling her back resting on the mat Anne’s body relaxed and her legs released Severin. When the man used that to break their passionately fierce kiss HurricAnne looked at him with her best sad puppy eyes. “Aw, where are you go-oooohmm~” Oooh no here came the neck kissing. It’s funny how so many erogenous zones lost the race of arousal when compared with the neck, at least when dealing with Anne. The white-haired just abandoned herself to Severin’s tender work, her only movements being some stretching of her neck to allow him even more access and allow his kissing trail to continue while she giggled and panted in response.

Severin made sure to give Anne an incredible foreplay session by just kissing her. Thinking of what that man could be capable of almost made HurricAnne lose her mind. Then he went to her ear, oh no he knows the ear trick too, and whispered. Once again Anne found herself in a situation where saying something enticing and so sexy would have been great. However, this is Anne we’re talking about.

“I know, right? _{Good blunder, idiot.}”

Then silence. Anne looked at Severin, towering over her on all fours and then she blushed heavily at her fumble and looked at him as if she wanted the gods themselves to strike her down. Okay Anne, you’re not the best with words, so what are you gonna- oh that, right. Without saying a word HurricAnne would do one of the most HurricAnne’s things to do and just reach nimbly to her back and undoing the knots of her bra, letting it fall and her ample breasts to pop free. Just after that she did the same with the knots on her lower part and just remained there, presenting her body to Severin without a word but with a hungry look on her eyes and a glistening beam of dampness on her pink labia as her statements on what to do next.

[DSX93]

"And humble too!" Severin laughed. He didn't hold that against her. In his opinion, when you put in the kind of work it takes to build a physique like that, you have the right to do some bragging. Just so long as it doesn't turn into arrogance. Though, as embarrassed as she looked after saying that, it felt safe to assume that wouldn't be a problem with her.

Oh. There goes the bra.

"Oh!" She's reaching for her panties now. Aaaand there they go, exposing a damp, hot pussy to the world. "Hello, nurse!"

And that look. Ooh, it was that look. The HurricAnne was primed and ready. He understood that assignment, and continued on his path. Back to the collarbones. Southward, missing not even an inch of her. He was greedy with it. Hungry. No, that brother was starving. He was on her like he'd gone a week without food and had just been present with the world's finest cuisine.

Onto two of the main courses: Those soft, pillowy orbs sitting on her chest. Perky, bare, and pointed with her anticipation. She wouldn't have to wait much longer. Severin took one nipple into her mouth. Moving his tongue in swirling circles. Back and forth across it. Suckling. Moaning his approval of her taste, using his muffled voice as yet another tool to give her pleasure, using the sound to send vibrations through her. Taking her between his teeth every so often, starting gently, then playing around the pressure. Switching up his ministrations in general, touching down on the other with his hand. Oh no, he didn't forget about the other one! He'd do much the same, alternating between cupping and squeezing. Massaging. Kneading. Taking the nipple between his fingers.

His eyes never left hers during his experiment. Every favorable reaction saw a careful, obliging adjustment.

He'd give some attention to her most sensitive spot too. Maybe it wouldn't be exactly what she wanted down there, but hey, they're in the same boat. And his experience, great things come to those who wait. And in the meantime, in his buildup to the main event, he'd tease her with his abs, sliding them back and forth, back and forth along her needy womanhood with a steady pace.

[Elphie]

Okay, Asuka Anne Amamiya, a.k.a. HurricAnne wasn’t known for her measured and collected behavior when dealing with any kind of sexual encounter and this wouldn’t change much in the middle of her work as a sensual wrestler. However, that particular time in a match that hadn’t even properly started against that Greek God of a rival that was Black Severin marked a new record in how quickly could good judgement jump out of the window and leave Anne at the whims of her rampant libido. On the other hand, it was just TOO HARD to think straight while the charming Severin gave some attention to Anne’s heated body.

“O-oooooommmmmmmmnnn~ Gawd, Severin...~” Anne stated her satisfaction with the man’s service in between heavy moans, her breathing unsteady from the overflow of horniness. She didn’t know what she was enjoying the most, the breast kneading or the nipple oral treatment. Okay, that’s not true. At that rate it was as if Anne’s nipple was wired directly to the pleasure centre of her brain, each stroke of Severin’s tongue, each small nib sending a jolt of electricity that threatened with hijacking whatever part of herself Anne had still under control. Severin was also VERY good at what he did because he would shift his attention between her mounds, not leaving them waiting as he kneaded the one he didn’t have in his mouth. He even had some energy and coordination to grind his hard abs against Anne’s womanhood which elicited a long moan from her as she (and surely he as well) would feel the heat irradiating from her labia. However this wasn’t the hard part of Severin that HurricAnne wanted to feel and she made it clear while she kicked around a little, feigning a tantrum. “You evil man! Stop being a tease and give it to meeee!!”, she said in a pouty tone begging for the real deal.

[DSX93]

Oh, fuck yes. Say my name!

Puts some extra pep in his figurative step every time. With him multitasking as he was, it took a few moments for him to realize what it was that truly driving her crazy, but when he did, he redoubled his efforts with his mouth, and his ears dined well upon the fruits of his sensual labor. And that heat? There was no missing it. Nor the liberal amount of juices slickening his abs, producing a sloshing sound as he continued to grind against her. She kicked, she hollered, she begged for him, even calling him evil.

Ooh, that he couldn't have. Though he did kind of like it, because hey, it's a good indicator. Severin had planned to take his time. To work his way on down the entirety of this heavenly body. But she was ready. He was ready...

"Since you asked so nicely..." He laughed, pulling back just long enough to pull his shorts down to expose his hungry cock to her and the rest of the world. And then he dove back in, lining their sexes up. And then a push, and a long moan from him this time as he slid into the folds that gripped him once he'd buried himself down to the hilt. She was that delicious sort of tight that knocked your head back upon first contact. "Oh, Anne!" And lit your nerves on fire with every thrust, sending mind-numbing waves of pleasure coursing through his form.

He started with slow rolls of his hips, still gauging her reaction and adjusting accordingly. Once a rhythm had been established, he leaned in to reunite their lips.

[Elphie]

Seeing Anne desperately asking for sex looking like a beast in heat one would think that the woman was a simpleton who didn’t have taste for the noble art of foreplay, but that was far from the truth. An uninformed observer, surely some of the people on the stands would be thinking something on the alike of “wow what a basic slut asking for the D from the get-go.” Scratch that, the crowd looks pretty excited so far. And yeah, Anne was a woman who enjoyed engaging in the pleasures of the flesh, but her current state was a statement of the FINE job Severin was doing in cranking her arousal up to eleven.

Anne wasn’t shy about what she liked and she would never be embarrassed by it. She knew pretty well what enticed her and damn, that man knew how to seduce. When the man pulled back just enough to get rid of those sexy tight boxers, those boxers which were the best and worst thing in the world at the same time since they looked so hot in Severin but were the only thing keeping him from fully taking her.

HurricAnne’s eyes sparkled with desire and the joy of the unbriddled pleasure she was going to experience when she saw Severin’s cock springing free and getting into position, stopping there for a second to savor the moment. “Yeah. That’s it…aaahnn~” Anne’s words came in between excited pants and were broken in a moan by his slow insertion, her wet folds happily accepting the offering. It was all so good, almost like a dream. And that moan he let out while he said her name? That was TOO MUCH. She looked at him with a silly smile on her face and sparkles on her eyes as they remained there, an instant of silence and calm just after he sheathed himself within her. Then he started moving. Severin’s pace was slow, establishing a mood and Anne was happy with that. However, she was a firm believer in taking and giving, so with each of his thrusts she would buck her hips towards him, making some rhythmical *plap* *plap* sounds when their bodies met. Soon enough Anne was letting out low moans, moment she decided to add some gyrating motions to her hips to find that angle that sent jolts of pleasure to her brain and would surely add some interesting sensations to Severin too. At that moment the man would seal lips with Anne, the white-haired more than happy to feel the taste of his mouth once again as she rode the growing tides of pleasure.