Love and Death: Best of 3 Falls Match (Double Debut)

[MR. Q]

Ivan grins as Anne moans and wiggles her ass back against him. "Oh yes, you love it, don't you? Such a dirty girl, getting off on being punished."

He grips her hips tighter, pulling her back onto his cock with each powerful thrust. The wet squelching of Anne's pussy fills the arena as he pounds into her harder and faster.

"Fuck, your pussy feels so good," Ivan grunts, his balls slapping against Anne's clit with every thrust. "Maybe I should keep you bent over these ropes and fuck you all night long."

The crowd roars their approval, many of them stroking themselves to the erotic display. Thanatos shifts uncomfortably in her corner, trying to ignore the lewd sounds and sights.

Ivan shifts his grip to Anne's arms, pulling them back as he thrusts into her harder. He aims for her G-spot with every powerful stroke, determined to make the white-haired wrestler climax from his penalty round.

"Cum for me, Anne," he growls in her ear, his hot breath sending shivers down her spine. "Let me feel this pussy cum on my cock."

His words are punctuated by the wet slapping of skin on skin and Anne's own shameless moans. The crowd chants for the referee, egging him on to fuck Anne harder and faster.

Thanatos watches uncomfortably, her cheeks flushing as she remembers her own humiliating experiences with Ivan. She clenches her thighs together, trying to ignore the growing heat between her own legs.

[Elphie]

“What can I say? This- aaahhh~ this doesn’t feel like punishment at all!♥” Anne giggled at the situation. It was true: nothing on that exchange felt like she was being punished, more like rewarded. Maybe she needed to let the people who design the matches know? She chuckled at the idea. Her hips accomodated to what Ivan wanted them to do. Her wet pussy happily accepting Ivan’s meat offering as he pummeled her, unapologetic moans escaping her mouth as she got hornier and hornier.

“I know, right? You don’t feel bad either…”, she teased Ivan while shifting her movements a little, making him reach within her at the perfect angle to spike her arousal. Surely that would work wonders on him. Ivan suddenly spiced things up and grabbed Anne by the arms, pulling them back to get a perfect angle that allowed him to reach her g-spot, which was received with more and more intense moans coming from her. It was at moments like these where she would find difficult remembering that was supposed to be a match.

Right now Anne was riding a pleasure rollercoaster. It had been raising and raising in intensity so that only meant that at some time she had to reach the peak and go down! At that moment, Ivan commanded her to cum. “Well, referee’s orders!”, she said in between a chuckle and intense moaning. She started adding her own motions to Ivan’s thrusting in and out of her, her hips chanting to his moves to make the most out of every little movement, her pussy craving for that release.

After some more seconds, Anne started riding the waves of pleasure as she reached a climax. “Ohh~ oooh~ aaaaahnnn~ aaaaAAAAAHHHHH!!!~~~♥” Anne’s body trembled in ecstasy, her legs shaking to a point they felt weak and Ivan’s grip was the only thing making her stand. As she experienced her intense orgasm, her hips would go back and remain there, with Ivan fully sheathed within her as her pussy clenched and twitched with each jolt of pleasure, her plan driving him crazy with her own climax.

[MR. Q]

Ivan groans loudly as he feels Anne's pussy clench and spasm around his cock, her climax triggering his own. "Fuck, yes! Cum all over my cock, you dirty girl!"

He buries himself to the hilt inside her, his own orgasm hitting him hard. Thick ropes of cum spurt out of his cock, filling Anne's pussy to the brim. The wet squelching of her cum-soaked pussy mixing with his own release creates a lewd display.

"Take it all, Anne," Ivan grunts, pumping his hips to prolong their mutual pleasure.

The crowd roars their approval, many of them stroking themselves to the intense display. Thanatos watches with a mix of disgust and reluctant arousal, her own body betraying her as she fights the urge to touch herself.

After what feels like an eternity, Ivan finally pulls out of Anne's cum-filled pussy with a wet pop. He slaps her ass hard, leaving a red handprint on her soft flesh.

"There's your punishment, girl. Now get ready for the next round. I'm not nearly done with you yet." He teases with a smirk

He steps back, giving Anne a moment to catch her breath before the match continues. The crowd cheers for more, eager to see what other depraved acts the match has in store.

Thanatos takes her position in the center of the ring as the match is about to resume. She can't help but wrinkle her nose in disgust at the sight of Ivan's cum dripping down Anne's well-fucked pussy. The purplette shakes her head, trying to clear her mind of the lewd image.

"Alright, enough stalling," she calls out, cracking her knuckles. "Let's get this match back on track."

Thanatos bounces on her feet, getting herself hyped up for the next round. She knows she needs to be careful, Anne is still a formidable opponent despite the distraction of the sexual punishment.

The crowd cheers for the resumption of the match, eager to see more action.

[Elphie]

“OOOoooohhnnn yeeeesh~♥” Still against the ropes and held up by Ivan’s grip on her arms, Anne kept wiggling her hips while basking in the glory of afterglow. Just at that instant she noticed the referee spilling his seed inside her, which would overflow and stain the canvas. For some more instants Anne’s body shook against this beautiful encore until she let out a sigh of satisfaction, feeling how Ivan would withdraw from within her still half hard. The white-haired let out a high-pitched “Eeeep!!” when Ivan considered her punishment round over and gave her a spank on the butt that left a red mark.

“Hell yeah, ready to go!”, said Anne standing on legs that still felt a little bit wobbly, but she would soon adapt to the sensation. “Oh don’t say that, now I’m tempted to lose!”, she said with a teasing tone and a giggle to the referee before turning back to her rival once again. Thanatos was urging her to continue and so far the purplette had been a meanie. She looked threatening, cracking her knuckles as if she wanted to go on with her ruthless style, but after being fucked Anne was in a pretty good mood, overly optimistic even for her.

“See, Than? That’s what you get when you’re nice instead of a meanie.” The HurricAnne was hoping that the next round would be less harsh on the physical department and more enticing, but it looked like Thanatos was resolved on making that a bare-knuckle fight. What the purplette probably didn’t know was that despite her appearance and attitude, Anne wasn’t scared of a fight. “Oh well.”, she would say with a shrug as she saw Thanatos hopping in place and hyping herself. Just as the bell rang and the match resumed, the HurricAnne would rush at her rival and throw an elbow to her midsection at lighting speed.

This time Anne wasn’t going to let Thanatos be the one with the initiative.

[MR. Q]

"Nice? Being nice leaves you open," Thanatos barks back as she sees Anne rushing towards her. "I don't do nice, I prefer being dominant." She confess.

But before she can finish her sentence, Anne's elbow is already connecting with her midsection. "Ooof!" The purplette grunts in pain as the wind is knocked out of her. Thanatos doubles over, her hands clutching her stomach as she tries to catch her breath.

The crowd cheers for Anne's quick strike, impressed by her speed and power. Thanatos glares at them, her pride wounded by being caught off guard.

"Fuck," she gasps out, straightening up as she steps back for space. "You're faster than I thought."

[Elphie]

Despite her appearance and attitude Anne was a true fighter. She always believed in being nice and optimistic about a rival but in the end wrestling was a sport and it demanded some level of competitiveness and the HurricAnne had enough of that. That’s how she shifted her attitude towards Thanatos concluding that this couldn’t be the friendly and spicy competition she had wanted. Now she was going all out, but still making a statement in how she was treating Thanatos: where the purplette was ruthless and even cruel she would be methodical and thorough.

Thanatos was doubled on her stomach as she coughed a little, the sudden elbow knocking the air out of her. The purplette went on to make some remark about Anne’s skills, which she would surely have underestimated based on the first round results, but the HurricAnne wasn’t listening to what she had to say. Instead she ran against the ropes to gain some momentum and end in front of Thanatos just about she was recovering her stance to welcome her with a running big boot against the upper chest area!

[MR. Q]

Thanatos tries to recover but Anne is too quick. The running big boot catches her square in the chest, knocking the wind out of her once again. Thanatos grunts in pain as she stumbles backwards, her body slamming against the ropes.

"Ghhhkk!" She gasps, clutching at her chest. The force of the kick sends a shockwave through her body, leaving her momentarily stunned.

The crowd cheers for Anne's powerful offense, impressed by her technique and speed. Thanatos glares at them, her pride and ego severely wounded by being dominated so easily.

She tries to catch her breath, her body still reeling from the impact. "Fuck, you hit hard," Thanatos admits, shaking her head to clear it.

Despite the pain, a part of her is impressed by Anne's skill. This match is shaping up to be more challenging than she expected. Thanatos knows she needs to change her approach if she wants to turn the tide.

She just have to recover some air first, her lungs are killing her.

[Elphie]

The match’s first round went in quite a negative way for the HurricAnne, who saw herself completely taken by surprise by her rival’s ruthlessness and that made her look a little weak since she couldn’t muster her strength to get a proper strike going. However, as it was being proved, Anne was far from weak and now that she had some focus to find her center and to get ahead of her rival it turned Anne could be the one with the initiative.

Using her speed to her advantage Anne managed to seize control over the match by relentlessly throwing several high impact strikes against Thanatos. Both attacks were successful and now the purplette reeled back in pain knowing that Anne meant business, even to the point of stating how strong the white-haired hit. “That’s the nicest thing you’ve said about me today. Was it that hard?”, she asked in a tone that didn’t hint condescendence but there was a little bit of reproach. After all Thanatos had been pretty cruel.

It really looked like Thanatos needed some seconds to regain her breath and recover, but that was exactly what the HurricAnne wasn’t going to give her. Rushing towards her purplette rival, Anne grabbed her and executed a simple over the shoulder throw. Her objective was getting Thanatos on the canvas the quickest and easiest way. Once there, the white-haired would sit on her rival’s face, trapping her shoulders with her legs and looking to her legs, which she would grab with one hand, leaving her crotch defenseless. Anne only needed to move that flimsly bikini aside and start rubbing against her rival’s pussy, which she did without losing any time. She was going to dominate that round but she was doing it her way.

[MR. Q]

"Fuck you," Thanatos spits out, lifting a middle finger at Anne's condescending tone. But before she can say more, Anne is already grabbing her and executing a perfect over the shoulder throw.

"Ugh!" Thanatos groans as she hits the mat hard, her back slamming against the canvas. The wind is knocked out of her once again, leaving her laid out flat and struggling to catch her breath.

The crowd cheers for Anne's quick thinking and execution, impressed by her technical skill. Thanatos glares at them, her body aching from the relentless assault.

"Damn it," she grunts, trying to push herself up on her elbows. "You're good, I'll give you that. But I'm not done yet."

Only to be interrupted by her opponent once more.

Thanatos' eyes widen in shock as Anne quickly straddles her face, trapping her shoulders with her powerful thighs. "What the fuck?!"

Before she can react, Anne is already grabbing her legs and moving her skimpy bikini aside. Thanatos gasps as she feels Anne's fingers brush against her exposed pussy.

"H-hey! Stop that!" Thanatos tries to protest, but her words are muffled against Anne's crotch. The purplette squirms beneath Anne, trying to buck her off, but the white-haired's grip is too strong.

The crowd cheers wildly as they watch Anne grind her pussy against Thanatos' face, the lewd wet sounds filling the arena. Thanatos' cheeks flush with a mix of anger and reluctant pleasure as Anne's fingers start rubbing her clit.

"Mmmph! Mmmm!!" Thanatos moans against Anne's crotch, her body betraying her as she starts to get aroused.

Thanatos' legs kick and thrash against the mat as Anne's fingers continue their relentless assault on her clit. The purplette's face is flushed, her breathing heavy and labored as she tries to resist the growing pleasure.

[Elphie]

Now Anne had managed to reverse the situation from the previous round and now was the one in control. Normally the white-haired wouldn’t be that focused on the image she was presenting to the crowd and her rival, but this was her debut after all and she needed to make a good first impression. Besides, with her rival choosing to be that rude and nasty towards her there was something inside the always cheerful and bubbly that pushed her, some pride to show Thanatos what she was made of, and even so she would do it her way and not the purplette’s.

After some good throw Anne didn’t find it hard to just straddle Thanatos to get her under control and from there she would start grabbing her legs so she would stop jerking her body so she could give her pussy some attention. The crowd was pretty enthusiastic about it and responded with some round of cheering after a general murmur of surprise. How easily people changed sides from supporting Thanatos to Anne, but that was the nature of the public when the two contestants were debutants.

Despite her predicament, Thanatos managed to muffle something against the HurricAnne’s crotch, which would send some vibrations that got unsolicited pleasure coursing her body. That wasn’t good. “Nu-uh Than! You had your chance to be nice but that passed!” The HurricAnne wanted her rival to be unable to retort so she pressed her thighs against Thanatos’ head strongly. It wouldn’t be as effective as a scissoring move but would surely put some pressure on the purplette. As she did this, Anne started fingering her harder. It wasn’t much her style to go for that kind of methodical fucking but her rival had forced her hand.