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Aaliyah Shadid

"Woo!"

There was a sizeable crowd watching Aaliyah Shadid as she waited for her entrance music to hit. "Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up!" The excitement had the porn star bouncing on her feet. Her tiny bikini was already struggling to contain the serious curves that were spilling out of it. The jiggling made a miracle of it every single time she landed on her feet. They were still in the States, so these people had most likely seen her naked already, but the chance to see her popping out of her "clothes" up close before it was supposed to happen was...titillating.

Aaliyah let management know that she was curious about oil matches. She'd worked with the stuff on set, so she loved the idea of wrestling in it for real. For real, for real: No script, no plan, no nothing. And not only did they set her up with one, they also made it submission rules. Fuck until you can't anymore! And not only did they make it submission rules, they hooked a sister up with what was promised to be a mega hottie!

"I'm readyyyy! Come ooooonn!"

Aaliyah would promptly receive

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as though the sound guy had heard her impatient whine. The foxy Egyptian stepped out immediately, to absolutely electric fanfare. Stopping at the stage, she'd get that belly rolling. Hips swaying. Chest bouncing.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is an Oil Hentai Submission match! It will continue until a competitor offers a vocal submission! Classic Mat Wrestling rules are also in effect, with an exception made for spanking!"

"Woo!"

"Introducing first, standing at five feet and six inches tall and weighing in at one hundred and eighty pounds, fighting out of Los Angeles, California...! Aaaaaliyaaaaaah Shadiiid!"

Her advance down the ramp would be half dance, half walk, all hypnotizing movement. Learned and practiced, with a hand held out to clap against those that reached out for it as she took to a side. Instead of climbing right up onto the apron, she'd continue towards this chosen side, skipping past the stairs. She wanted to devote a few seconds to a special member of the audience.

Tali Rikishi

Tali hadn't been called to compete just yet, so she sat behind the barrier to cheer her best friend on. The seat was free, provided by LAW themselves. "Thanks so much for coming out!" Aaliyah extended a hand her way, and Tali high fived it. "You know it! Go rock that guy's world!" She didn't need to tell her twice. "Oh, I'm gonna fuck the shit out of him!" A confident declaration, and an easy pop from those who heard it.

Aaliyah turned back towards the stairs, preferring its untouched security to the already slickened tarp that replaced the standard ring mat. A Beautiful nod would follow, with her stopping in the middle of stepping through the ropes to beckon a camera man over, point to her big, jiggly ass, and give the fans at home one hell of a pre-show before entering the ring.

She noted the two buckets of oil that awaited the competitors and stood by them, eying the stage.

Arthur Jones looked at his reflection on the mirror in search for any problems with his attire. It wasn’t as if he was wearing much: red boxing shorts and that was it. It was a reason for sorrow for him, after all the man would have loved to be rocking his wrestling gear in his debut but he would have to settle for those simple shorts. The Pendragon’s match wasn’t going to be anything close to what he expected and some details of that upcoming match were a serious letdown for him. He would have loved facing another male rival in a regular match for his debut, but being booked for a hentai match wasn’t that bad. Arthur wasn’t going to be one to complain at the chance of getting a go with a hot woman. Being a mat wrestling match was much worse. In his mind, Arthur had been hoping to get some cool wrestling action, but now he was being pushed against some kind of wrestling that wasn’t his forte and wearing an attire that wasn’t cool or fun. What looked like a not-so-ideal situation for his dreamed debut turned upside down the moment his manager told Arthur just two words.

Aaliyah Shadid.

It wasn’t as if Arthur was obsessed with porn, but most of straight men in the globe would at least react a little when hearing that name. She was one of the world’s top pornstars and for some time she had been making sexfights. She was beautiful, hot and had an attitude that got her to the top. In summary: she was a dream for any guy to be with, and that night she was going to face Arthur. “Despite everything, you’re a lucky dude.”, Arthur would say at his reflection with a smirk before heading out of the locker room and making it to the arena.

As he was reaching backstage he could hear her rival’s theme song, signalling how Aaliyah would be surely walking on stage. Arthur was sad about not being able to witness that firsthand, but the fate had determined that he was going to be second in entering the ring. Before he could realize it was his turn. The announcer introduced him as the second wrestler, and with his theme echoing through the arena, Arthur made his way down the ramp and towards the center mat that would act as ring. Wearing just his boxing shorts made him look like a fool on his own mind, but that fool was going to hentai grapple with Aaliyah Shadid soon, so that was a complete win for him no matter the outcome of the match.

Arthur walked towards the mat with a confident pace. He knew he was the underdog for this since he was a rando facing a porn star, and the dude wasn’t the one people cheered in mixed hentai matches, so he knew he had to make his first appearance count, but in the end he was just excited to face that woman. Once he had made it to the mat Arthur took the cold metal staircase and finally entered that night’s ring. And there she was: blue eyes sparkling with enthusiasm, long, dark and shiny hair and curves that could barely be contained by a hot red bikini, her jiggling making Arthur lose his mind. She was just something out of this world, and Arthur found himself struggling to not just watch in awe. “Don’t you get a boner before you get into the ring, idiot!”, he said to himself. He knew that he should go to his corner to get oiled, but what kind of a man would he be if he didn’t introduce himself first?

Making it to the center of the slippery mat, he smiled at his rival, still trying to believe that everything was real. “Good evening. I’m Arthur the Pendragon and I will be the lucky one to face you tonight, so let’s do our best and enjoy it.” he said with his best effort to look at her on the eyes.

Whatta Man, Whatta Man, Whatta Man, Whatta mighty fine Man! Yes, he is!

The muscles! The shorts! And what a handsome face! One could practically see the hearts in Aaliyah's eyes as this god among men made his way to the ring. The ladies were right there with her, but it didn't sound like there were a lot of them in the crowd tonight, which was too bad, but hey, a guy that sexy knows he's sexy.

And if she happened to miss some pigs flying, he's gonna know damn well he's fucking sexy by the time this match is over.

He was being slick too, using the height difference to sneak some peeks at her. Trying to be a gentleman. "Arthur the Pendragon". Aaliyah wasn't the best with names, but she was sure to remember this one. Not just because the guy's a smokeshow, but because she's never met an Arthur before today.

She's met a Bartolomeu, though. And a Stanley. Young guys with old names, and they were both great.

"Sounds like we're about to hit the jackpot tonight, then! You're feeling lucky, I'm feeling lucky, and here we are in Vegas! Aaliyah Shadid." Her eyes fell to the buckets of oil at their feet, then came back up to his. "Can you do me a favor, Arthur?" She crouched down to retrieve one. "They did give us buckets for this, but I'm still not sure if I'll be able to get those hard to reach spots, so could you oil me up? I'll do you right after, I promise."

Just like in "Love In Oil", one of her favorite scenes to shoot. Her words carried an air of innocence, but the double-entendre was very much there.

If only Arthur had been a religious man he would have been wondering for some time about dying in the lockers room and going to heaven straight away, but he wasn’t. Then all that must be a dream, Arthur lying in bed while fantasizing about a heavenly woman in his sleep. Also wrong. The man almost had to shake his head to finally come back to himself and realize he was standing there looking like a fool. Aaliyah didn’t only have a body to die for, with those curves that went for days and threatened with driving Arthur crazy, she also had a matching attitude: playful and fun with lots of hints of her sexual energy. Arthur couldn’t wait to get entangled with that one.

Just as if Aaliyah knew about Arthur’s eagerness, the pornstar happily invited him to get her body oiled witht he promise of doing the same for him later. Heck, he had managed to not get a boner from her talking, but now he was definitely going to get one. “What kind of man would I be if I refused to help you? Allow me...” Saying this he would get behind Aaliya and from there he would move her hair out of the way in a thoughtful move, an almost tender one, before he would dip his hands in the oil. Raising them over her upper chest, the oil dripped from his fingers and started running down the woman’s generous rack.

Arthur started applying the oil with a soft massage. First he focused on Aaliya’s neck, shoulders and arms. Then he started getting her back oiled just before embracing her from behind, getting a good feeling at her breasts while he oiled them good. He didn’t want to look like a touchy-feely but after all Aaliyah had been the one to make the offering and he was going to reciprocate later. Getting a fondle of her breasts people could only dream for she would surely feel his bulge growing against her back. “I can’t wait to see you play with theese.", he whispered in her ear. The man would have remained playing with Aaliya’s orbs, but they had a match to get to, so he moved towards her stomach and lower back, taking his time again on her curvy rack, giving her rear a couple squeezes before moving to her groin, where he almost melt. “God, your body is incredible.” Gulping hard, Arthur managed to keep going through Aaliya’s legs before he would be done. He had enjoyed himself almost too much thinking of what was coming later. “I think it’s your turn now.”, he finished inviting Aaliyah to reciprocate. That night he was the luckiest dude in the world.

Aaliyah bit her bottom lip in a failed effort at putting a clamp on the anticipation that had her curvy body trembling. She just couldn't wait to feel this Adonis's touch!

Arthur handled her hair with care, making sure that there would be nothing in the way when those big, strong hands got to work on her big, soft tits. She just knew that would be where he'd start. After all, they were arguably the most famous parts of her.

And just like clockwork...Oh? He hadn't quite touched down on them, letting the oil that dripped from the fingers that started just inches above to touch them first. Not that she minded, of course. He got the neck just right, taking care of that little kink she had in it that had been bothering her for a while. Did he feel that there, or was that just an awesome coincidence?

"Mmm!" Aaliyah closed her eyes and relaxed, allowing her body to become like putty in the man's hands as he got to work on her shoulders next. "Mmm, that's good..." Has he done this before?

Ooh, he has to have done this before. When those beefy arms of his wrapped around her, she was happy to lean back against that shredded chest and those washboard abs. Eyes closed, smiling ear to ear, an arm raised so she could reach for his handsome face. Give his cheek some soft stroking when he chose that moment to introduce himself to the twins. And that voice! Right there in her ear, as masculine and strong as the rest of him, warm breath washing right over it. It got her pussy drooling, hungry for what was currently poking into her back. "F-fuck!" Her voice was quaking with her arousal. "You're not gonna have to wait long, sexy!"

When his hands reached her stomach, working its way round to her big, beautiful ass, his touch would pierce through her, reaching back up into her chest to capture her breath and keep it there. "G-God, you're so hot!" Her knees shook as he slipped past her groin, never giving it any direct attention for long.

Damn! How was this man not in porn? He would've made a killing! It would've been front page videos, all day, every day!

By the time he was done, Aaliyah figured she had...just moments before her legs gave out. Maybe the next ten to fifteens seconds, tops. Which prompted an idea that she was sure that they'd both like. "Yes, Daddy." She didn't need any more time than this to determine that: At least for tonight, this man is Daddy.

She gestured to the mat. "I'm gonna need you to lie down for me." And then her hands reached for those delicious looking abs, slowly brushing along and past them before stopping at the waistband of those shorts. It was taking everything she had in her not to throw herself to her knees and start kissing and licking at them right. Damn. Now. "On your stomach."

That woman. That woman was just too much. No, she was more than that. Aaliyah was much more than a woman, she was more like a pure manifestation of sensuality, a personification of unbridled sexual energy. Everything she did, every move she made and the way she maintained her stance and how her body reacted at Arthur’s touch were threatening with making the man lose his composure. Every word she said and the tone she used filled his head with promise of pleasure to come later at the match. The things any other woman would do with careful thought looked so innate to her very being, and that was what enticed Arthur so much. She was a goddess and she knew it, even more than that, she enjoyed it as it was hinted by those irresistible signs in the form of how her voice quaked now and then at his touch, or how her knees were shaking in expectancy for the match. Arthur was pretty sure about the fact that if he slipped a little that woman could make him become hers on command.

Just as Arthur finished oiling Aaliyah up, the woman went with her hands to his abs, and what a touch she had. Arthur became enthralled by her soft hands and her expert touch even before they would start their match, and when her hands rested against his shorts’ waistband a part of him wanted to just get rid of them and take her right there. When she asked him to go on his stomach he could just obey. “Of course.”, he would say as he would get on his knees and then lie on his stomach, offering his body to that dream of a woman while his head rested against one of his arms. Arthur knew for a fact that right at that moment he was one of the most envied guys in the whole world.

And down that dream of a man went. Face down, hot bod laying flat on the mat. Damn, does he have an amazing butt! It's like it was made by Michael Whatshisname -- the one who made those statues like two or three hundred years ago. That guy!

With the other bucket in hand, Aaliyah stood over him, her feet to either side of his body. Thank goodness that she didn't have to walk very far. As weak as her legs were right now, she almost slipped just taking those few steps over to him. That wouldn't have been sexy at all. But luckily, she managed to catch herself. And there she stood, with a foot to either side of him, ready to take her seat. "You probably know this already, but in case you don't, I used to be a pornstar." Was it right to say "used to be"? She was still being paid to fuck in front of cameras, so...

Meh. Doesn't matter. She has more important things to think about. Like how she's going to drain Daddy's balls. "Some of my favorite scenes? Done in oil. I picked up a few things, like the best way to get your opponent nice and slick for some wrasslin'." And it starts with a liberal application of the stuff, poured directly onto her tits. She made a show of rubbing herself down. Making sure that she was properly prepared for what she had to do next.

The crowd's response was electric, and the notion of getting freaky live, with the eyes of thousands locked on the two of them sent powerful jolts through her. The randy exhibitionist lowered herself onto her waiting partner, purposely landing high on his legs so her soaked crotch would touch down on his buttocks. She leaned forward, placing her hands on his broad shoulders for leverage. Legs spread, barely covered breasts pressing into his muscular back, and her chin planted on one of those aforementioned shoulders, she slid forward. Her hips had almost taken a mind of their own, grinding her against his shapely bottom. Her body tensed as the motions had hot, powerful waves of arousal shooting out from her core to spread through it.

She really had to bite down on her lip to keep her moans contained. Her heavier breaths would give that game away, and she was sure that the material of her teeny bikini wasn't doing anything to mask the presence of her erect nipples, but that wasn't the point. The point was trying not to bust before the match even began. And to that end, she'd eventually have to deny herself the pleasure of that grind and sit up a little higher on him.

Aaliyah did her work slowly, using her body to massage the oil into his. After taking the arm he kept to the side, she dipped her hands into the bucket for more and got to work on those. She couldn't wait to have them around her again. With those covered, she slid herself even further along his back to she could get his head, taking it in between her valley of cleavage before moving on down to do his legs.

Fuck, there wasn't a single inch of him that wasn't pure perfection. If all of this was great, then when she gets those shorts off...!

But not right now. Like the rest of him, she didn't miss so much as a centimeter on the way up to the glorious ass that got some extensive attention from her hands. It was a very important part to oil up, you see. You can't afford to miss it.

"That takes care of the back! Now I'm gonna need you to turn around."

Arthur had some instants to think about how curious that situation was. There he was, lying on his stomach, not even facing his rival as he was presented in a completely defenseless state, absolutely open to anything devious his rival could be thinking. Any sensible wrestler knew that it was a terrible way to start a match and an even worse first impression to give to a crowd, but that night he was the jackpot winner. He was going to go at it with Aaliyah Shadid. He couldn’t wait and even with that the enticing preface was proving too much to handle. It was going to go even deeper that way.

In his lying position, Arthur was looking sideways while his head rested against one of his arms, so there was no way he could see what Aaliyah was up to, and maybe that was for the best. He could hear the woman’s remarks and even found time to reply. “Oh I won’t be coy about it, girl. Let’s just say I’ve known of you for some time, but seeing you for real, that’s something else.” If he had seen how the woman got some more oil and poured it on her breasts, rubbing herself in the process he wouldn’t have been able to supress his instincts anymore, but luckily he couldn’t watch. From there, Arthur was expecting some sexy massage like the one he gave Aaliyah, but nothing could prepare the man for what was to come. The feeling of the woman’s body against his, those luscious curves accomodating themselves against his chiseled back, it was too much to handle. “God, Aaliyah...” He was finding hard even forming words, but he wasn’t the only one as it hinted her heavy breathing. Her hips looked like they were moving on her own as she grinded against his buttocks, and her nipples were piercing through her bikini. She was into that the same or even more than him, and knowing that was just ecstatic. “Damn, someone’s eager… I love it. Keep going.”

Making a titanic effort, Arthur focused in enjoying the massage but not to a point where he would break and get to a no return situation. After all the match hadn’t even started and that would make a bad first impression of him. He felt every one of Aaliyah’s expertly crafter touches, but a small part of his mind remained focus on not falling prey to his own desire, at least not so soon. Before he could realize, the pornstar was asking him to turn so he would be lying on his back. Arthur gulped. Would he be able to resist this treatment while looking at that irresistible woman. Only one way to find out. “As you wish.”

Yes! He was a fan! Aaliyah had never considered hooking up with fans before, but for Arthur, she was happy to make an exception.

His reaction to her more intimate application of the oil made it all the more difficult not to give in to her urges. His deeper, heavier breaths, the panting...And the way he said her name!

“Damn, someone’s eager… I love it. Keep going.”

"Yes, Daddy."

It was so hard. So. Hard. To stop grinding against him. Getting off of him, though? Forget about it. Aaliyah elevated her body to give him the space he needed to turn around -- and one hell of a view right down her chest -- but she'd never leave her mounted position entirely. She eyed the tent he'd pitched in his shorts, then back up at him with a naughty smirk. Then, she would slowly lower herself onto it, lining up the underside of his shaft with her nether lips through their bottoms.

So close. So. Fucking. Close! It took everything she had in her not to rip those barriers away.

She grabbed the bucket, raised it up high, leaned her head back, and allowed its remaining contents to rain over her chest. But instead of rubbing herself down, she grabbed his wrists and raised his hands to her breasts, either guiding his hands down her body or letting him do it himself. Whichever way he was inclined to have this happen. "Yeah, I need a few of those hard to reach spots covered again." She'd let out a playful giggle before continuing, "There we go. Now I'm ready to oil up this side." She leaned forward, the differences in their height keeping her from lining up one hundred percent face to face, but fixing that would be as simple as sliding up a little. Not yet, though.

She looked the Pendragon deep in the eyes. "And it's the best side. So I've really gotta take my time. I hope you don't mind." As she had when covering his back, she leaned forward, hands coming down onto his shoulders. Legs spread, barely covered chest pressing into him, just a little below his. She rested her head on it, and closed her eyes. This time, her hips did take on a mind of their own, sliding her scantily covered pussy against that rock hard beast he had in those shorts.

It was extra important to get that covered, you see. And she was doing the rest of him. Totally not taking advantage of the moment.

"Oh, God..."

Okay. Maybe she was taking advantage of it a little.

"Oh, God!"

Just a little.

It was killing her to not have that thing inside of her right now, and after that first roll of the hips, there was no getting enough of the next best thing. She was red hot right now, and she just could not stop.

So. Good. Too good!

Her moans grew louder and louder as she fast approached the point of no return, turning into pants when she crossed the line. Her pace went from "slow, with barely plausible deniability" to "yep, she's just dry fucking this man".

"Dry" in the most technical sense. There would be nothing dry about the moment where she cried out as that orgasm thundered through her tensed and quaking body, spraying hot honey through her flimsy bikini bottom. The crowd showered the pair with cheers.

"This is awesome!" Clap, clap, clap-clap-clap! "This is awesome!" Clap, clap, clap-clap-clap!

Yes. Yes he is. She laid there on top of him, not quite breathless, but still requiring some time to get some air back into her lungs. Twitching every so often from aftershocks.

The match hadn't even started yet, and Arthur was already making her cum.

This is going to be a great night.

Okay, porn is a fantasy, something that's not even close to how real intercourse worked. Arthur was a sensible man so he was pretty aware of that fact. He knew that every situation in any porn video ever was fabricated (yet there they were being part of non-scripted sex wrestling, but that's a topic for another day), but on the other hand there was a woman like Aaliyah, a goddess who not only knew how sexy she was but also enjoyed it with her partners. Her attitude was as if someone cranked the sexy meter up to eleven, and not for once did she strike as over the top or bothersome with her behaviour. If Arthur was getting anything from seeing Aaliyah working her magic that was an almost unbearable desire for the woman.

Aaliyah didn't part from her straddling position when Arthur turned over, instead, the pornstar just lifted her body enough for Arthur to maneuver and the sight he got of that luscious woman mounting him was just incredible. He was more than happy with the idea of Aaliyah riding him until one of them burst, but that would have to wait until their match started. Then the pornstar showed a new display of her incredible skills for seduction and enticing when she got even more oil on her breasts and guided Arthur's hands to her chest. "What can I say? I'll make sure those puppies are well oiled then.", he said with a playful tone, not needing much guidance from Aaliyah's part before he would mash her breasts against each other and give her erect nipples a pinch. Damn, if she was going to indulge herself so much while oiling him he would do the same.

After that Aaliyah got into the same kind of position than before and now Arthur could see what he only felt before, almost making the man lose his mind. Having Aaliya's pussy firmly alligned against his groin wasn't helping much, and suddenly their scant clothing became too much, the urge to rip them off and take Aaliyah becoming too big while his front side became well oiled.

Then it happened. Saying that it was out of nowhere would be a misinterpretation of the scene. Both participants had been walking on a tightrope, drawing the line between foreplay and proper sex really thin, overtly indulging in their desires for each other. Until it became too much for one of them, and that one was Aaliyah. The first time the pornstar canted her hips against Arthur's she just lost control over herself, her moans freely escaping her mouth until not so long after she cried out when she reached an unexpected but more than welcome climax. Arthur was baffled at how the situation had escalated and he was surely taking most of his self-control not to go beyond the edge as well, but seeing that woman on top of him and her face of ecstasy, hearing her pants of sheer pleasure while her body quaked in her orgasm was just glorious.

Aaliyah collapsed against Arthur's chest. She would be more than capable of noticing the man's heart crazily beating against his chest and his ragged breathing hinting how aroused he was. The Pendragon just wanted to flip over and rip the bikini out of that woman so he could take her, but of everything he could do, of everything he craved to do, he would just embrace Aaliyah, one of his arms wrapping around her back while the other got the back of her head. "There there babe.", he whispered in her ear.

The referee got closer so he woulf check on them with a snarky remark. "If I had known you planned this I would have rang the bell way earlier." Arthur didn't even move when he threw him a cold stare. "Don't be a jerk. Give the lady some breather before we start." He would turn his attention to Aaliyah, the back of his hand caressing her cheek while she twitched in the throes of afterglow in a way that Arthur thought was cute as hell. "That was incredible babe. I want to get that bikini off you so we can fuck until exhaustion, but I won't do anything until you recover so let me know when you are ready."