Love, Lust, and One Lonely Sweetheart: Love and Lust vs. "Golden Girl" Emma

[Weonna]

Emma was still trembling from that kiss—her lips tingling, her mind swimming, her body swaying like she’d just stepped off a rollercoaster made of butterflies and blushes. The moment Jamie had released her, she was too dazed to even breathe properly. Her heart thudded against her ribs like a drumline.

And then—

“Ahh—nnnghh!!”

She was yanked backward into Angel’s arms, her body twisted in that sensual abdominal stretch once again. Emma cried out, her torso bending and straining, her gloved hand waving weakly as the pressure curled her up like a ribbon.

“Y-You two—! This isn’t fairrrr~!”

she whimpered, her voice a high-pitched squeak of fluster and pain as her toned abs were stretched taut across Angel’s hip.

Emma's face was flushed a deeper red than ever, especially as Angel’s fingers gently slid over her belly, rubbing slow circles into her exposed midriff, making the hold feel far too intimate. Emma squirmed, her booted foot tapping the mat helplessly.

And then—

“E-Eeep!!”

A kiss to her neck sent another jolt through her entire body, her arms twitching like she’d been shocked.

“N-Not the neck! That’s—th-that’s a weak spot!”

she stammered, eyes wide with panic and heat.

And just as she started to form some kind of protest—she was whipped away.

“W-Wait, huh—?!”

Angel’s grip flung her across the ring, and Emma barely had time to adjust her footing before—

CRASH!

She collided hard with the turnbuckles, the impact sending a shudder through her spine. Her body jolted forward, then bounced back slightly from the force—just in time for Angel to throw himself at her.

“MPHH!”

His full, curvy form slammed against hers, pancaking Emma into the corner. Her arms flailed uselessly, legs buckled, and she let out a breathless, stunned moan.

Her eyes fluttered as she slid slowly downward, her body giving out under the combination of heat and impact, until she dropped to the mat with a soft plop—legs splayed out, back against the turnbuckles, and arms slumped to her sides.

Emma sat there, red-faced, dazed, breath shallow.

[ADarlingDucky]

With Jamie having managed to thwart Emma's attempt to knock him clean off of the apron, the raven haired man would turn the tables on their beautiful opponent as he drew Emma into a kiss, one that left her quite dazed for Angel when he was able to get ahold of her once more! A tight abdominal stretch followed, along with plenty more teasing from the curvy blonde as he ran his hand softly over Emma's midsection, giving her equal parts pleasure and pain in the submission, along with a few scandalous kisses to the neck! All of it served to leave Emma quite flustered, and when Angel finally broke the hold and swung her into the corner, she was unable to stop herself, turning and hitting the buckles hard, the impact forcing the air from her body!

Stepping back after their collision, Angel would watch as Emma, disheveled and breathless, would slowly sink down along the buckles, sliding until she would land on her rear end in the corner, unable to keep herself up on her legs any more! Angel, watching as Emma sank down, was immediately grinning the second he saw her land on her rear, turning towards the crowd. They roared in response, and it was clear that every person in the arena was on the same page for what would come next, as Angel turned back to Jamie, speaking to him loud enough that everyone could hear!

"Oh, I dunno... doesn't it seem kinda early for it Jamie?" Angel teased, and Jamie, playing along, would drop down slightly and reach through the ropes, tilting Emma's head so she looked at Angel, the dazed look still covering her face!

"That might be true, but... could you really deny a face like this?"

"Heheheh... You're right, I definitely can't! All right Emma, get ready then!" Angel teased, before walking towards the dazed blonde, getting closer and closer until he stood directly in front of her, before suddenly spinning around! With a mischievous wiggle of his hips, Angel would slip his thumbs into his already low-sitting bottoms, before tugging them down, exposing his jiggling, thick rear end! Clad in only a tiny pink thong that was wedged deep in his rear, Angel would reach out and grip the ropes to either side, let Emma have a nice, long look at his ass, before he'd drop it directly on her face, wedging her pretty features between his cheeks with a very thorough stinkface!

[Weonna]

Emma sat slumped in the corner, her arms draped over the middle ropes, her chest rising and falling as she tried to gather her scrambled thoughts. Her long golden hair was a little disheveled, and her cheeks were a deep, permanent red. The moment Angel turned to the crowd and teased the setup, her eyes blinked half-lidded in confusion.

“W-Wait… early for wha—?”

Then she felt Jamie's fingers gently lift her chin, turning her head so she was staring straight at Angel… just in time to watch him spin around and begin to lower his tights.

Her heart stopped.

“N-No… no no no wait—”

But it was already happening.

Angel’s thick, jiggly rear—barely contained by that minuscule pink thong—wiggled before her like a hypnotic pendulum. Emma’s eyes went wide, then wider, her breath caught in her throat, body frozen like a deer in headlights.

“A-Angel don’t you da—MMMFFF!!”

Too late.

His backside planted itself directly onto her face, muffling her cry completely as his soft, smothering cheeks engulfed her features in an instant. Her arms shot up instinctively to press against his hips, but her strength was failing her—she was still too dazed, too flustered, and too overwhelmed.

Her legs kicked a little, her fingers wiggling against his sides as the crowd roared with delight. Emma’s face was completely buried between those warm, bouncing cheeks, her muffled protests lost to the endless jiggle and the scent of sweat and roses.

“Mmmphh!! Nnngh…!”

Her entire body squirmed beneath him, but the more she wriggled, the more Angel ground in, his grip on the ropes keeping him firmly planted in place. The crowd began counting:

“ONE! TWO! THREE!”

Emma’s hands slapped against his thighs in protest—but it was more of a panicked flail than a real escape. Her cute little boots shuffled against the canvas, and her muffled squeals only fed into the crowd's laughter and cheers.

[ADarlingDucky]

With Emma delivering herself swiftly into the corner, Angel and Jamie had managed to stop her attempt to knock Jamie off of the apron and turn it back around on her, and after a smooch and a smush, the blonde was left flat on her behind up against the turnbuckle posts! With Jamie gently taking hold of her chin and raising her head up, she was witness to Angel slipping his thumbs into his tights and slowly pulling them down, his thick, pale ass to the blonde woman as he reached out and grasped the ropes! It seemed that Angel's intention was clear, and despite Emma's protests to stop Angel from doing exactly what the crowd was cheering for, he'd give the fans what they wanted as he sat down, planting his rear directly on Emma's face! A start to a long and intimate stinkface, allowing her to sink between his plump cheeks as he slowly began to work his hips left to right, grinding his booty against her pretty features!

Hmmmm? Sorry Emma, I think you were going to say that I shouldn't dare, but I guess we'll never know!" Angel teased, as he gripped the ropes to his sides even tighter, really putting his weight down on Emma's face! She was buried as deep as could be, and his soft behind squished and jiggled against her face, leaving her to paw weakly at his thighs, all while the crowd went wild for the display!

Of course, Jamie was also very much enjoying his view from the outside, and as he stepped around on the apron, he'd slide up next to Angel, a smirk on his face as he regarded Emma, buried in booty, before beginning to speak, loud enough so that the crowd could hear him!

"Looks like she's enjoying herself, but you know... I can't help but feel that your form might be a little off."

"What, no way!"

"I really think it might be. Here, let me show you..." Jamie trailed off, and with the effeminate men sharing a look, Angel would reach out and tag Jamie, relaxing on Emma's face as the raven haired male slipped into the ring and hiked his bottoms even further up, his thick ass exposed even more! The blonde would soon stand up on Emma's face, giving her a brief reprieve before Jamie assumed his place!

"Here Emma, you can be our judge!" Jamie teased, as he gripped the same ropes Angel just had and planted his ass on Emma's face, releasing her from one stinkface only to deliver another to her, as both men now were taking turns grinding their asses in her face!

[Weonna]

Emma was still dazed, her arms limp over the middle ropes, her head resting against the turnbuckle as her chest rose and fell with shallow, overwhelmed breaths. Angel had just peeled himself off her, leaving her drenched in sweat and blush and sheer disbelief.

Her head lolled to the side as she blinked slowly, trying to recover, when she heard Jamie's voice.

“Here Emma, you can be our judge!”

Her eyes widened.

“W-Wait, what?! NO no no nnnmmMMMPPHHH!!”

She didn’t get the chance to finish.

Jamie’s thick, sweat-glistened rear smashed into her face, and the ring erupted with cheers and laughter as he ground it in mercilessly. His cheeks, barely contained by his hiked-up gear, swallowed her face whole, plunging her into yet another round of muffled, jiggling humiliation.

Her arms flailed weakly against his thighs again, but her strength was fading—zapped by the stretch, the kiss, and now the unrelenting second stinkface.

“Mmmmff!!”

Her muffled cry barely escaped his plump cheeks as he started to roll his hips slowly, dragging her across the turnbuckle pad with every motion.

Her boots tapped the mat like a girl trying to politely excuse herself from a conversation she couldn't escape.

“This… is so cruel and unusual!!”

she wanted to scream—but all that came out was a breathless squeal drowned beneath Jamie’s glutes.

Her fingers gripped the bottom ropes now, digging in for dear life as her face was squished deeper. She couldn’t even breathe properly, the combination of heat, sweat, and male perfume leaving her dizzy and dazed.

[ADarlingDucky]

After Angel had taken his sweet time grinding his thick, jiggling rear end against Emma's face, the blonde would rise up only for his raven haired partner to take his place, as Jamie and Angel exchanged a tag and swapped positions within the ring! Quite literally as well, as Jamie would, after hiking his bottoms up even deeper between his plump cheeks, resume the stinkface that Angel had been giving, now wedging Emma's face into his own rear end as he began to grind his hips against her in the corner! The protests from Emma only lasted a moment before Jamie had silenced them, and now the crowd were witness to the second smother of the night, as Jamie and Angel shared a slight giggle at Emma's expense! Jamie' hands on the ropes, would bend over slightly and really get his peach right up in Emma's face, giving a low, slow grind of the hips before he would straighten up again, giving a smooch on the cheek to Angel as the blonde moved out to the apron!

"Oooh... she's comfortable..." Jamie teased, really sitting down on Emma as he looked to take a moment to relax, letting her bear his weight as she kicked and squirmed, making sure that no air could possibly reach her! And with how much he was enjoying himself, he seemed almost reluctant when he would eventually stand up, freeing Emma from the suffocating confines of his cheeks and allowing her to get air once more! But he wasn't done with her, turning and reaching down to grab hold of her ankles, before pulling her towards the center of the ring!

With a smirk on his face, Jamie would get the blonde to the middle of the ring before taking her legs and suddenly pushing them towards her head, folding Emma up into a pin where he lay atop her body in a very intimate position, leaning down between her legs to get nice and close!

Spoiler

"So, everyone wants to know... who did you enjoy more?" Jamie teased, his voice a low, sultry whisper as he brought his face close to Emma's, letting the intimate position really sink in as he pinned her down on the mat! He'd hold the position for as long as possible with Emma beneath him, letting her get some much needed rest, at the tradeoff of being put in one hell of a compromising pose!

[Weonna]

Emma’s face was absolutely flushed as Jamie pressed his thick, firm rear into her again, this time deeper, more confidently, more dominantly. His hips swayed in a slow, deliberate grind, his glutes clenching around her face with no escape in sight. She let out a muffled cry, but it was lost between the cheeks smothering her features. Her legs kicked uselessly, and her hands pawed at the mat in a frenzied flail—but there was no air, no light, just Jamie’s rear end.

“MmmMMFF!”

The crowd was eating it up. Between Jamie’s showboating and Angel’s smug smooch on the cheek, Emma’s humiliation was absolute. Her limbs went slack for a moment, overcome by the lack of air and sensory overload—her face completely engulfed, her dignity buried under bouncing cheeks and wild cheers.

Finally, Jamie stood up.

A gasp shot out of Emma the moment she was freed, her lips trembling as she sucked in air like it was the sweetest thing in the world. Her face glistened with sweat, and her eyes were wide and teary as Jamie grabbed her ankles.

“N-No more... my face still smells like perfume and… boy sweat…”

she whimpered, too dazed to stop him as he dragged her to the center of the ring.

Then came the pin.

Her legs were folded tight, her body curled into a compromising pose as Jamie pressed down against her, his face looming near hers.

Emma’s eyes fluttered, her mouth opening but no words came out—just a breathy, overheated whimper as her hands weakly grabbed at his arms.

“O-One... Two...!”

the ref’s hand slapped the mat twice.

“TH—NO!!”

With sudden instinct, Emma kicked out, shoving her hips up and twisting free just before the three-count.

She rolled away in a dizzy scramble, landing on her knees as she panted hard, her hands quickly flying up to her face.

“Ewww eww ewww—! Ughhh, I can still feel it on my lips!!”

She scrubbed at her cheeks, her forehead, her nose—even the sides of her mouth—using the backs of her gloves and her wrists, flailing a little as she tried desperately to wipe the lingering scent and sensation off her poor face.

[ADarlingDucky]

Laying down atop Emma, Jamie had her folded up nice and pretty underneath him, grinding his hips into hers as the two shared an intimate pin, Jamie more than content to hold her down for as long as she would stay there, the referee soon moving in as well! Their hand hit the mat twice, and for a moment, it began to look like a healthy dose of ass to her face had been what was needed to leave Emma down for the count, but right as the referee's hand went to hit the mat for one last time, she would kick out! Jamie, forced off of the pretty blonde, would rise and let her move away for a moment, knowing that he had all the time in the world to continue his offense when he felt like, deciding it was far more fun to let Emma recover for a moment! And while doing so, she would also take the time to try and wipe her face, seemingly distraught with how much booty she had just endured!

"Hmmm? Interesting... you weren't acting like this just a second ago, when I could feel you kissing it!" Jamie teased, his words provoking a few cheers and whistles from the crowd, though it was clear to him and Emma he was making such an event up! However, while she would continue to try and reset herself, Jamie would soon move forwards and reach down, snatching one of her wrists and giving her a quick tug to help her up to her feet!

"It's okay gorgeous... we can do something different then!" Jamie said, before using that same grip on Emma's wrist to turn and whip her towards the edge of the ring, looking to send her into the ropes, and subsequently bouncing off of them!

"Tell me how this one feels instead!" He chimed, waiting as she came springing off the ropes to catch her in his arms, wrapping his arms around her waist and attempting to lift her off of her feet! If all went according to plan, the pretty male wrestler would then drop down to a knee, and bring Emma down hard onto his outstretched limb, to utterly rock her with an atomic drop!

[Weonna]

As Jamie wrapped his arms around her waist, Emma’s legs dangled slightly before she felt the telltale lift—his grip ready to bring her down hard into an atomic drop. But just as Jamie hoisted her up and prepared to drop—

“Not this time!!”

Emma’s voice cracked out in a breathless, fiery squeak.

Before he could bring her down, she threw a sharp forearm smash right across Jamie’s jaw!

THWACK!

As Emma landed on her feet, still wobbling slightly and red-faced from everything that had just happened, she stumbled backward—

“You two… are the WORST! But I’m still cute! And I’m still in this match!”

With a feline sprint, she ran to the ropes, bouncing off with practiced grace. As she approached, she leapt with perfect timing—

springboarding off the middle rope with a twist, sailing through the air like a golden comet.

“HYAAAH—!!”

Her body collided with Jamie’s in a crossbody, slamming him to the mat with full force!

Spoiler

The crowd exploded as the impact hit, and Emma bounced off his chest before quickly hooking the leg.

“PIN!!”

she cried, almost in disbelief at herself as the referee dropped to count.

“ONE!”

[ADarlingDucky]

After thoroughly teasing Emma, Jamie was ready to go from embarrassing the blonde with close contact and smothery offense to something a little more hard hitting to ensure that he maintained his position on top, but as it turned out, he might have waited too long! As Jamie caught Emma, attempting to lift her up and bring her down right on top of his knee, the effeminate male would suddenly be struck hard, right on the side of the jaw, thanks to a forearm strike from Emma, one that caused him to instantly drop her! Jamie hadn't seen the strike coming, and it had thoroughly rocked him, leaving Emma free as he staggered slightly to the side, catching himself before he ended up stumbling too far!

"Uuugh... not exactly the different kind of move I was looking for..." Jamie groaned, but as he looked up he would find something far worse, as Emma soared towards him, crashing into him and sending him down to the mat with a flying crossbody!

"UUUGH!" The raven haired man yelped as Emma slammed down onto him, before she would quickly grab hold of his leg, yanking it up and placing him into a pin, looking to try and bring an end to the match! The referee's hand hit the mat once, but as it was on it's way down for the second time, Jamie would push Emma away and roll himself to his side, pulling his shoulder off the mat and breaking the pin, as he tried to slowly push himself back up!