Thanks for both the positive and critique feedback on the first Boots and Birthday Suits. I am glad that people enjoyed my journal. I have received various requests. I appreciate the interest, however while I do edit my journal entries, I try not to stray very far from what occurred. It has taken me some time to get this entry out as I had an opportunity that I had to take given the bad economy we are still in. I have gone back and forth on whether to do all our matches or just the greatest hits. I opted for relaying my journal as the matches happen. Again, I hope you enjoy them.

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Spring 2007:

Wow. Of all the things I had hoped Madison and I would be as a couple, (happy, parents, grandparents) being sex wrestlers was never on that list. There was no getting around it. Even though people in our lives didn't know it, except our friends Susan & Dave, that is what we were. Sure we got a check for $1000 from our first match but that was gone to our growing debt problems and we needed to go back and wrestle again.

Even though we won our first match, I thought we were done. "We weren't these kind of people.", I thought to myself. After all, it was rich people taking advantage of couples struggling during one of the worst economies our country has faced. They were like vultures feeding on our carcasses of desperation and I hated them for it. I told Madison I didn't want us to wrestle again. But my hours got cut again and a few other unneeded bad breaks meant our sex wrestling careers would continue.

While I struggled with our dark secret, Madison was as calm and cool as always. I don't know how she did it. Not just with this but also with what seemed to be all stress situations. Madison didn't block out what happened, but it definitely didn't get to her. I was glad one of us could be calm about it. I selfishly wished it were me.

Everywhere I went I was sure people knew. I couldn't get out of stores fast enough as it felt like everyone's eyes were locked on me. Once I feared people at the market were crowded around a flyer that exposed us! There were several women around it and calling others over! I rushed out of the store leaving my cart in the middle of the aisle I was hiding in. I went back that evening just before close to see it was only a flyer for puppies with cute pictures.

I realized I was having serious problems with this and it was making me insane. Madison didn't understand. She kept telling me, "Not to worry. No one knows. Susan and Dave have been doing this for months without any problems."

Despite Madison's assurances, I still wasn't coping well. I needed to find someone I could talk to. The only person I could think of was Dave. It was he and Susan that got us involved in all this. They have had several matches so hopefully he had some wisdom that would help me out.

I called up Dave and invited him out to beers at a bar that I knew wouldn't be busy on a Tuesday night. More importantly, people I knew don't hang out there. I was glad Dave agreed to meet up. To be honest, we weren't really friends in the true sense. Our wives were friends and, as all married guys know, that meant Dave and I had to be friends.

Dave was an all right guy. We had some things in common, but he was never all that cool with my not being a native of the area. It didn't matter that I grew up in a rural area like he did. This community views anything west of the Rockies as a giant Los Angeles or San Francisco. Neither of which were held in high regard around here. I was always going to be an outsider.

We met up at the bar and grabbed an out of the way booth, but not too far as to not seem like we were hiding something. Being paranoid, I brought some papers so it would seem like we were discussing business or something. Dave thought it was ridiculous but he played along.

"Well, what has you all worried?", Dave got right to the point as he took a sip from his beer.

"Aren't you worried?", I asked.

"Worried about what?"

"Worried about people finding out?!"

"God, all you California people are the same." I'm not from California. A fact that has never stuck with Dave or his friends. "Look, no one is going to find out. The people behind this thing are rich as hell. You see any filthy rich people around this town."

"You really think they don't talk about us? They don't tell their friends?"

"Look. Rich folk like their secrets. Especially the ones they keep from each other. They are all wearing masks. You ever ask your self why?"

"I figure they don't want anyone to know who they are.", I answered.

"Exactly!", Dave responded.

"Exactly what?" I was confused.

"They don't want anyone to know who they are because they don't want to be caught involved with this. It's the reverse man. We've already lost everything and are just trying to hang on. What can we lose? They are the ones who would lose everything if they got found out. Their status, precious memberships and seats on 'the board' all go down the drain."

"I never thought of it that way."

"Well that is how you should think about it. Hell, I'll tell you something else. You think all those 'couples' in the crowd are married? Heck no! Most of those freaks are bringing their girlfriends or escorts. What if their wives found out? That will hit them in their wallet for sure."

Doug's take on the whole wrestling scene made me feel rather stupid. Something I honestly never thought Doug was capable of. I switched subjects in an effort to shake that feeling.

"I have another problem I didn't tell you about.", I started.

"Oh lord. What now?", Doug callously responded.

"Serious Doug. What about some dude having his way with Madison? That's really fucked up.", I said with a hushed anger.

"Madison and Susan talk so I heard all about your match. Quit your bellyaching."

"Quit my bellyaching?! How the hell can you say that? I guess you don't care if someone gives it to Susan, do you."

Boom! Doug hit his fist on the table, shaking the bottles.

There was an awkward pause as the handful of patrons and the bartender looked over to see if there was a problem.

Hushed, Doug said, "You watch your mouth! You don't know what you're talking about."

"Well excuse me if I'm freaked out about my wife getting violated!"

"Violated? That's a damn joke. Your wife didn't get touched your whole match. Mike grabbed her boob. Big deal."

"Well I say that is too much for me! I didn't care for the cheating either."

"Then, you better just quit now and figure out where y'all are moving to 'cause it is about to get a whole lot worse."

"A whole lot worse?", I asked.

"You think the other guys are only going to grab a little boobage? You wrestled Sarah & Mike. She practically has him neutered."

I just looked at Doug blankly.

"Yeah, she don't let Mike touch the ladies or he'll have hell to pay. You basically got the easiest guy to go up against."

"How bad does it get?"

"Look, I'm not going to lie. When your wife is in there against real men, she is going to get some cock. There is no way around it."

"Fuck."

"You just have to deal with it. It is what it is. The same way you can't wait to fuck that guys wife, he is looking to do the same to yours."

"This is so messed up."

"I'll tell you something else. You two better start cheating if you want to have a chance in this thing."

"Cheat? I don't want to get disqualified."

"You've got to cheat whenever you can. Everyone else is going to. We are fighting to save our homes. This ain't any time to play boy scout."

My talk with Doug was sobering. I was wondering what Madison had gotten us into. Doug had some tips about some things Madison and I could do to bend the rules and how to avoid disqualification. I thanked him for taking the time to talk and we both headed home.

--end part 1

Madison and I showed up to the first of our group practice sessions since our first match. Instead of the 3 couples that were supposed to be there, only two showed up. We were told the missing couple quit after their first match.

The real surprise is that the couple with us at practice was the one with the wife was in tears at the first practice. When the trainers asked to strip down naked she was inconsolable. Now she seemed like a totally different person. She had no issue with being naked at all. Apparently they had won their first match too and she gained a new air of confidence. We were not supposed to but we did exchange names in the locker room. They were Heather and Robert. The last thing I wanted was for anyone to know our real names, but Madison never listens to me about such things. I tried to get her to give fake names but she just said I was paranoid.

Practice sessions were rougher this time around. We were more experienced and executed moves better on each other. Our trainers were making us more effective with every move. We particularly worked on a variety of ground moves.

With only two couples, practice became a bit competitive. Nothing was too bad at first, but they began working stiff. Stiff meant that their moves were meant to inflict more pain than practice moves should. Trouble was brewing with each hold. Finally, Heather put Madison in an arm bar that I thought would pull Maddy's arm out of its socket!

"OW! You bitch!", Maddy screamed and reached up to grab a hold of Heather's hair. The trainers rushed in and broke them up. Later, I got back at Heather by not releasing a double toehold when the female trainer told me to. Instead I put more pressure on her shapely legs and twisted her ankle for good measure. Heather slapped the canvas in pain. The trainer kicked me off of her. "Enough! You better watch yourself!"

I rolled over to a knee and stared back at her. Now way was I going to take on a real pro wrestler, but I wanted Heather and Robert to see my intensity.

As Heather limped off to the side, I smirked and said, "Hey you might want to put some ice on that."

"You son of a bitch!" said Robert as he started heading right for me but the male trainer stopped him. We just exchanged glares as I headed back over to Madison. She was staring at Robert too, but broke it off to give me a nice kiss on the cheek.

The female trainer had it with us. "Enough! This is where you learn and get better! Not try to take each other apart!"

The male trainer chimed in, "You fools hurt yourself here and you jeopardize your next match. You need money? Well, you can't win any money if you can't be in your next match! It's that simple."

The trainers were right, but we really couldn't abide by their logic. We are going to come up against Heather and Robert at some point. They figured the same and were trying to intimidate us. If we blinked, they would have the upper hand if we met in the ring.

The remainder of that session was testy. It continued through the rest of our practice sessions that month. The trainers had to break us up from little fights that were breaking out between all of us.

--end part 2

With training behind us, we got our confirmation call for our next match on the upcoming Saturday. I expected our pickup point to be the same location, but it wasn't. This time we had to drive over 2.5 hours away.

Saturday came and we had to get a good start. We had a long drive ahead of us and our pickup time was 4pm. There was some construction we didn't account for but fortunately we still made it with a little time to spare. Only minutes after we pulled in did a suburban pull up to take us to the match.

Just like last time the suburban was blacked out so we couldn't see where we were going. The drive was definitely shorter than last time, but it still seemed like part of the ride was for confusion.

When we arrived, we exited to what I can best describe as a popup tunnel like you would see at an event. It was black fabric all around with some lighting that led up to a door where Ms. Levinson met us. She looked great in her skirt suit. We exchanged pleasantries and followed her down a hallway.

This was obviously a different place than before. We entered an odd elevator that had symbols (a sun, a cloud, etc.) instead of numbers on the 5 buttons. The weirdest part was that after Ms. L pressed the button with a tree on it, the elevator went down. I was bit alarmed because I was certain we were on the ground floor when we entered.

Our room this time was more like a simple hotel room and there were no windows. I felt like a grumpy old man for thinking "What if there is a fire?" There was television and two chairs and a round table on the side.

Ms. L reviewed the rules video with us again. The same basic pro wrestling tag team rules of one partner in the ring at a time. Partners must tag in order to switch. No closed fists, no choking, no hair pulling, clean breaks on the ref's requests, in the ropes breaks a wrestling hold, a count of 20 for being outside the ring, etc. There were obviously some differences.

- being in the ropes does not stop a sexual attack

- M v M, F v F, pins are 5 counts

- a F pinning a M is a 3 count

- a M pinning a F is a 7 count

- falls can be won by pin, submission or forced orgasm

- the referee is the final determination on whether a wrestler reached orgasm

- submissions are only verbal declarations to the ref, NOT tapping out

- matches are best two out of three falls with at least 1 fall won by forced orgasm unless otherwise specified.

Overall the whole pre-match wait was rather uneventful. With only one previous match under our belts, we were nervous but not unsettled. The whole thing was still scary. We needed this win. We got involved in all of this because the winners of each match supposedly receives double their mortgage payment and we were desperate for it.

My "Hawk" outfit of black wings and boots were in the closet along with Madison's "Angel" outfit of white boots and white angel wings. Ms. L was right when she picked that outfit for Madison. I loved watching her in those boots and wings. Heck, my penis started to firm up just at the thought of it.

As I stared off into space at the closet, Madison came up behind me and put her hands around me.

"What are you day dreaming about?" Madison asked as she hugged me.

"I'm just thinking about how hot my wife is." I responded.

"I am sure your wife appreciates that very much." Madison said as she placed a gentle kiss on the back of my neck.

I turned to face her and we made out. While it was passionate it did not lead to sex. I think it was because, while still nervous, we were not terrified like we were for our first match.

We took time to relax initially. Madison did her makeup. I preferred her natural beauty without any makeup. Eventually our room phone rang and we were told to be ready in roughly 30 minutes. My nerves kicked up a notch. We began our stretching to get ready. My favorite show is to watch Madison stretch her body. I could watch her do that for hours.

I liked to do some pushups and jumping jacks to get warmed up. We had the time since our wrestling costume clearly didn't take any time at all. Once we stripped naked and put our boots on that was it except for our wings. We were ready in our 30-minute window but there was no knock at our door until at least 50 minutes had passed.

When the knock came, my knees went weak from nerves again. I took some quick deep breaths. It was suddenly very real all over again. I thought to myself how silly I was for getting this nervous again. Maddy seemed to be ok. I couldn't tell if she was really calm or just putting on a cool exterior.

We helped each other get our wings on and met the valet outside of our room. This time the valet was female, which did really mean anything. I thought it was odd that a "sex wrestling" league had the guests and staff dressed so conservatively.

We followed the valet back to the elevator. This time we went to the bottom floor. The moment the doors opened we could hear the murmur of the crowd waiting. The valet exited the elevator and held us there while we were announced.

"For our next match, these newcomers won their very first match!", the announcer started. "Tonight we see if they can make it 2 in a row! Please welcome, Hawk & Angel!!!"

The crowd generously applauded and our valet motioned for us to head out. It was a short hallway to the ring area.

As Hawk, I tried my best tough walk trying to look big. That was a joke since I was 5' 7" and I had dropped more weight since our last fight. I was closer to 150 then the 160 limit the males needed to reach for their first match. I had to face the truth that the almost 20lbs I had lost wasn't really muscle.

Madison skipped along side me easily portraying the sexy Angel. As usual all eyes were on her. I was used to it. Heck, it took the pressure off of me.

This place was smaller then before and so was the crowd by about half. The ring was empty meaning we were first in. I went up the ring steps to the apron first. I glared at that audience. I sat on the second rope pushing it down while pushing up on the top rope making way for Maddy. My left wing got hung up in the top rope a bit as I did this. I quickly got it unstuck and I felt really embarrassed, but no one really notice. The early pattern balding, not that hot of naked guy vs. the hot naked blonde in white knee hi wrestling boots and white angel wings was a no brainer for the attention of the room.

With the deserved attention from both the men and the women in the audience Maddy feigned flirtatious joy at my gentlemanly act. She coyly cupped her breasts as she bounced up the steps. It was such a sexy subtle move, but honestly, her b-cups aren't big enough to warrant such an act.

She ran her hand along my face as she passed me on the apron. Instead of entering the ring, she spun her back to the ropes. She stretched her arms along the top rope and arched her head back, pushing her chest out. The crowd expressed their approval. I love my wife and all, but bare left ass cheek on ring rope ain't all that comfy and I just wished she would just get in the damn ring at this point.

Madison did finally enter the ring and gladly skipped around the ring waving to her "adoring fans". I was getting no such love. While she was prancing around, I entered the ring with no fan fare and a stupid rope print across my ass. I just hoped everyone stayed focused on her. I was in our corner before she finished, but she nicely finished up her "tour" by coming to me in our corner and gave me a deep sensual kiss that got a nice round of cheers. I thought to myself, "Yeah you assholes, she's all mine!"

We took our wings off and handed them to the staff person. I stood with my back to our corner. Madison stepped in front of me and leaned back into my chest. As she reached back and ran her hand up and down the outside of my thigh, I did my best to be stoic and look intimidating. Despite Madison's sexy posing, we both anxiously waited to see who our opponents would be. The crowd grew quiet as everyone's attention turned to the other hallway entrance across the other side of the ring.

"Their opponents," began the announcement, "with a record of 5 and 1, are quickly cutting a path to a title belt matchup. Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome the team of Jock & Jill!!!"

With that announcement, the crowd erupted with raucous applause way beyond anything we received. Madison's hand stopped moving on my thigh. Out from the other hallway burst the team of Jock & Jill.

I can easily say that they were my worst nightmare. In front was Jill. She was a tight little hottie cheerleader bouncing around complete with pompoms, straight brunette hair pulled back into a pony tail and a set of pert round tits that were simply jaw dropping. Jock was right behind her. He had blonde hair and surfer golden boy good looks. He had football shoulder pads on, eye black stickers, and a breathe-right strip on his nose.
I would say they both looked to be about 28 or so years old. They were in shape and they were undeniably hot. With a record of 5 and 1, it was clear they were not just attractive but they were also good at this stuff. Jill looked like she barely could make anyone's 120 pound cut off but I guess tits weigh a lot.

Madison was clearly annoyed and threatened by Jill. Madison, like many women, felt her breasts were too small but I loved them and regularly showed it. They weren't big, but they drew attention from others and me as well. I can't really blame Maddy for in the presence of Jill's magnificent rack, any woman who wasn't a Victoria's Secret model would be intimidated.

Despite how Madison felt about Jill, she had little to worry about since I was a notorious ass man. Jill was definitely light in the ass department. Her ass was still shapely and cute but small and she had very slim hips. What did help was her cheerleader "skirt" as I watched her enter through the ring ropes. I have seen headbands that had more fabric than this joke of a skirt. From her waist it barely reached down to the crack of her ass. As she bent over and straddled the middle rope, small ass or not, I thought about hitting that right then and there.

I thought back to when I had asked Ms. Levinson why the matches started out nude? I explained it would be much hotter if we started matches in wrestling outfits and stripped each other down as the match went on. I personally would have loved to have a female wrestler stick her hands down my trunks to get at my cock. Ms. L explained that nude was how the organizers wanted it and it wasn't going to change.

Suddenly I felt a stinging slap to my check. It was an upset Madison. My brief daydream led to my getting a bit of an erection. She thought it was for Jill.

Madison laid into me, "Is that what you are hot for?! Is that what you want?! A fucking cheerleader?! You probably can't wait to get at those fake tits!"

I was embarrassed and pissed but I didn't respond. I wanted to shoot back that they were definitely not fake, and they weren't. That would've only made things worse. It would've gotten Madison out of my face, but crushed her at the same time. We needed to be as confident as possible if we were going win this match.

Everyone took notice of our little squabble including Jock and Jill. They were pleased that they caused us so much discomfort without the match even starting. Jock had already taken his shoulder pads off. Jill was still wearing her hint of a skirt. She was facing us from their corner with Jock behind her. She bent over and blew us both a sexy kiss. Jock grasped her by her hips and fake thrust into her, which made Jill pop up and give a fake orgasm squeal.

Madison was furious but could only shoot an evil look back at them. It was exactly what they were going for. As a team we were in disarray and already losing by a mile before the first bell even sounded.

There was no time to worry about it as the referee called both teams to the center of the ring. A quick review of the rules was really an intimidation ceremony.

At the center of the ring I was facing Jock and now it was my turn to be threatened. He was about an inch shorter than me, but he was everything I was not. He was definitely in shape and his being dressed like a football player shot me back to high school where I could never make the team despite my every effort. He probably never even played football, but my emotions wouldn't let my brain be rational. Besides, he had the hot cheerleader girl just like the ones that never gave me the time of day during those same high school years. As a couple, they were the exactly the people who made my high school life hell.

It also didn't help that his dick was bigger than mine. It wasn't huge but it was for sure bigger. He was confident and smug. He looked at me with a confidence that said he knew he was better than me. Unfortunately I was convincing myself of the same thing.

"They call you Hawk, huh?" Jock started. "You seem more like a Sparrow."

"Well you are about to find out shortly." I responded as I tried not to appear intimidated.

"Oh, am I?"

"Absolutely."

"Well here is what you are about to find out.", Jock said as he took a step towards me. "You are going to find out how your little Angel appreciates a real cock like mine, because I am going to plant this beast in her and make her cum like never before."

Unable to think of anything to say, I could only stare back at him. I looked over to the women. Madison and Jill had yet to say anything. They were standing as close as two women could possibly stand without touching. Madison was about two inches taller than Jill but that did not faze Jill in the least.

"If you really want to, I'll let you touch them." Jill baby talked to Madison.

"Oh I will touch them alright. Right when I rip them off your chest.", Madison shot back.

"Oh I don't think your man would like that. You know he wants to get his hands on them."

"He doesn't need any silicone fake tits. He likes real breasts like these."

"Oh baby, these aren't fake." Jill replied. "These are very real. You'll learn that once yours grow in." Jill said and bumped her impressive breasts up into Madison's!

And with that, it was on! Madison and Jill grabbed each other's hair and it was an instant catfight. The ref, knowing he wouldn't break them up, called for the bell and ordered Jock and me back to our corners.

It was nothing but hair yanks and screams form the two women. Neither really gained an upper hand as they flailed around the ring. They finally ended up against the far ropes with Madison pressing Jill into them, hands still in each other's hair. The crowd was definitely into it.

The ref started to call for a break from the ropes when Jill reversed position and now had Madison pressed against the ropes. Before the ref could adjust Madison reversed it again only to have Jill reverse it back. Being shorter, Jill was able to push Madison's head back and it looked like it was really hurting her.

"C'mon Angel! You can take her!" I shouted from out of our corner for encouragement.

Maddy must have heard me because she pulled her knee up into Jill. Her knee hit Jill low in her gut but it was definitely in the gut. Jill took the opportunity to play it up like Madison had kneed her in the crotch. Her total act got the crowd even further behind Jock and Jill and against us. The referee got in Madison's face and warned her about low blows and he threatened to disqualify us!

"That wasn't a low blow!" Madison pleaded to the ref.

This only received a healthy round of boos form the crowed. Madison and I had yet to be booed and it was demoralizing. Annoyed, Madison started off the ropes after Jill but just then Jock, who had slid down the apron some, grabbed Madison by the back of her hair and pulled her back as she screamed.

"You cheating bitch!" He shouted as he pulled her back into their corner.

The crowd actually applauded and suddenly Jill had recovered from her fake low blow. I was outraged!

"C'mon ref! She was totally faking! Do something!" I shouted.

The ref ignored me. All the while, Madison was being double teamed in the other corner to the crowd's delight. Jock had Madison's arms behind her in the corner and Jill was laying into her good. First it was a couple forearms to the gut. As Madison bent over form the blows, Jill followed up with a slap to Madison's face that sent her vertical again.

Jock kept a hold of Madison's arms and her face was showing the stinging of that slap she just received. I wanted desperately to get in there desperately but I remember making that mistake in our last match.

The ref finally stepped in and said, "Ok now. You need to get her out of the corner."

Jock let go of Madison's arms and raised his hands in compliance. Jill grabbed Madison's blonde hair and led her a bit out of the corner where she used Madison's hair to snap mare Madison down to the canvas. Our training helped Madison absorb the fall ok but she still landed on her back pretty hard.

It didn't make sense so early, but Jill came around and body splashed Madison for a cover. The ref started to count, "1, 2..." and Madison kicked out before three. There was no way Jill was going to get a 5 count that early. I guess she just wanted to put us even more on the defensive.

Madison hadn't recovered from the splash and was still on her back while Jill got to her feet. Jill stomped a boot into Madison's gut and all you could hear was a big "Ooooooof" as Madison's legs went up in the air and she grabbed her belly.

Madison rolled up into a ball and rolled over to her knees. In pain she didn't realize how prone a position she was in. Her sexy ass was up in the air for the entire crowd on the far side of the ring.

"Get up! You have got to get up!", I yelled.

Madison stayed curled in a ball clutching her gut. As I feared, Jill decided to take advantage of Madison's position. Jill dropped to a knee beside Madison She slid her hand down Madison's ass from how far she reached and the reaction of the crowd, I knew she was going after Maddy's pussy.

Madison lifted up her head as Jill began to rub on her pussy. Jill was saying something to the crowd but I couldn't make out what it was. All I could see was Madison's contorted face as she had first faced pain and now was trying to suddenly fight off sexual pleasure.

Madison attempted to crawl towards our corner. Jill wasn't having it as she wrapped her other arm around and under for a two handed pussy attach. This match was getting very sexual very fast! As I watched Maddy's face gasp, it was clear that Jill was really working that pussy. Madison's head collapsed back tot he canvas. I wondered if we would lose the first fall this fast?!

"You've got her! Let's make this quick baby!" Jock shouted from the other corner.

Jill quickly swung around to directly behind Madison's ass and stuck her face right in there. It looked like she was eating out Madison and she still had a hand in there too. The crowd was going wild and the ref started checking Madison for signs of orgasm.

"C'mon baby! C'mon! You can do it. Hold her off!" was all I could come up with. I was stomping the canvas from our corner trying to rally Madison to get out of there.

This was the first time that Madison was touched sexually in the ring. Just like Dave warned. While at least it was another woman doing it to her, it definitely made this whole sex wrestling thing way more serious.

Only five or so minutes into the match and already, Madison was in serious trouble as Jill continued to lick and finger her. Maddy lifter her head up again and started to crawl towards the near ropes. Jill followed her still licking and fingering. Madison was wobbly with every move. She looked drugged and in a way she was.

Madison finally made it to the ropes but ropes don't break a sex attack! Madison weakly tried to use the ropes to get to her feet. As she reached the second rope and pulled her herself up to her knees, Jill could no longer lick Madison's pussy so she just kept her hand in there.

"Are you cumming?!" the ref asked Madison.

"No! Never!" Madison grunted.

Jill let Maddy get to one knee then to her feet, all the while still fingering her with one hand. She looked like a lioness stalking prey. Damn, it felt like the match had lasted forever but it was still only the opening minutes.

Jill removed her hand from under Madison's ass as Madison turned around and leaned up against the ropes. Looking like a drunk in a bar fight, Madison tried to lunge at Jill who easily stopped her weakly attack and pushed her back against the ropes. I was pissed because she should have tried to tag me even though it was unlikely she would have made it.

Jill leaned into Maddy with her right side and held Maddy's right arm behind her head. This effectively also blocked Madison's left arm from use and opened her whole body up to Jill. It was an experienced move. Jill ran he free left hand up and down Jill's body. It was odd that now she decided to sexually tease after what just went on. She must have felt comfortably ahead. She cupped Maddy's right breast and sucked her nipple. Then she ran her hand down to her crotch. She started rubbing softly at first but then got firmer. Madison's breathing definitely changed.

Jill's body was blocking most of what I could see, but I could definitely see Madison's left arm reaching up for some of Jill's hair. With the ref on the other side, Madison grabbed Jill's ponytail and used it to pull Jill's back to the roped, which rotated her to pressing on Jill.

"She's got my hair ref!", screamed Jill.

As the ref rushed around to check Madison had already gained the positive position.

"Did you grab her hair?!", the ref asked Madison.

"I didn't grab any hair!", Madison shot back.

Now Madison was on the attack! She wasted no time in licking her fingers and running her right hand down to Jill's pussy. From their new position, I could see clearly that Madison went right for Jill's clit! She also started sucking on her boobs. The same boobs she swore she would rip off before the match.

The sudden swing and reversal of sexual attack definitely was affecting Jill. She wasn't in trouble yet but she was beginning to swoon some. They were closer to our corner now then they had been for the whole match. Despite her sudden success and adrenaline, Madison needed to tag and I reminded her.

"Tag up!" I yelled and stuck my hand out as far as I could while still holding the tag rope.

I could see Maddy didn't want to let Jill go but also couldn't quite reach me. She finally used her free right hand to grab Jill's left arm. She pulled Jill away from the ropes and gave it an around the world twist. Now Jill was bent over in pain as she slapped at her shoulder.

"Don't let them tag up Jill! Get out of there!" came from Jock but it there really was nothing Jill could do at this point.

The controlling move allowed Maddy to move Jill in any direction she wanted. With a couple strong yanks followed by Jill's squeals of pain, Maddy was close enough to reach her hand back to me and we tagged.

I quickly burst into the ring. I wanted my shot at these two and getting my hands on this super sexy cheerleader was just a bonus. I grabbed Jill's arm from Madison and wound it up again. The crowd booed like we had cheated and it was really getting annoying.

"Ahhhhhhhh!" came from Jill who was in even more pain.

I quickly followed by raising her arm up vertically and stepped my right leg behind her body and swept her flat to her back. She landed with a big thud as I simultaneously dropped to my knees still controlling her arm. I had converted the hold to a wristlock.

"What do you think of your precious cheerleader now?!", I yelled at the crowd who immediately booed back. If they wanted us to be the bad guys, I decided that I had no problem with that. I viewed it as us against everyone.

That hit definitely took some fight out of Jill for the moment and I needed to capitalize on it. No way I could pin her this soon and I was facing her head with both hands controlling her arm. I needed a different hold.

I extended her left arm and put it in an arm bar. It allowed me to spin around to my left knee. Just to be an ass, I put my right foot was on the other side of her head which placed my cock and balls right over her face.

"Ewwww!", Jill shouted, "Get your balls out of my face!"

"Hey you asshole!" Jock shouted.

Another round of boos came form the crowd. I didn't care. I was able to use my right hand to slap Jill's tits around a bit before securing the arm bar again. Overall, it was a boring hold, so I tried to liven things up a bit. It was my turn to lick my fingers and I now was headed for Jill's clit, which I could reach.

I reached her pussy, but it turned out to be a big mistake. No sooner then my fingers spread her vagina, then her legs swung up and head scissor me! My leaning forward for her pussy put me off balance and she was easily able to use her hold to flip me over. Lucky for me, she was only looking for an escape and didn't hang on to the scissors hold or I could have been in some real trouble.

We both quickly scrambled to our feet. She looked like she wanted to tag out but I was between her and their corner. I had no intentions of letting her tag and she knew it. We met in the center with a collar and elbow clinch. She was much stronger than she looked. I thought that maybe she really was a cheerleader. It would explain her strength. Still, I was able to force her up against the ropes. I used that momentum to whip across the ring. As she came off the ropes I planted and hip tossed her flat onto her back.

I was finally feeling pretty good about our match and our chances. Keep Jock out of the fight and take it to Jill and maybe we can win this thing. I reached down and grabbed Jill by the hair. As the ref told me to get out of the hair, I ignored him and pulled her to her feet. I whipped her into the ropes again and stood sideways waiting to deliver another hip toss.

Unfortunately a 5 and 1 team knows their wrestling and Jill showed it. As I stuck my arm out, Jill side stepped behind me and used her leverage and momentum to wedge my extended right arm behind my body and hook my right leg with her right leg. That little bitch caught me in an abdominal stretch!!!

"AAAAAAAAH!!! You cunt!!!" I screamed, as my rib cage was suddenly on fire!

"Submit! Submit, if you can't take the pain!" she yelled back at me.

The crowd roared with applause. I was being a jerk before and now she was making me scream in pain.

"Do you give? Do you give?", the ref kept asking me.

"No! I don't give!", I responded.

"Hang in there baby! Don't give into her!" I could hear Madison shouting.

Jill slapped my stretched rib cage with her free right hand.

"AAAAAAAAAH", I yelled again.

Since she was almost 4 inches shorter than me, Jill had me leaning back at an awkward angle that made the hold actually hurt worse than if Jock or someone taller was applying it. I was in trouble and the pain was excruciating. I began to look for an escape. She had me in the middle of the ring and I didn't see any way of getting to the ropes.

Jill decided to make my situation worse. With her right hand she reached down to my cock and began to stroke it. It was obvious she had used this hold before.

Madison yelled, "Get off of him you dirty bitch!" but she knew that given the opportunity she would probably do the same thing.

The pain was distracting but Jill was getting a good reaction out of my cock. She would stop to yank my ribs again forcing me to let out another scream of agony! Then right back to my cock. Jill got me good and stiff but with the pain I was in, I was much closer to submitting than I was to cumming.

The ref checked me again, "It's your body Hawk. You can make the pain stop."

"No!", I grunted back again.

I guess the hold was tiring Jill and she had been in the entire match so far. In one quick move she removed her right leg from my right leg which released the pressure on my ribs, but brought her right arm across my chest and dropped us both straight down to the canvas with her weight on me. It was like a backwards DDT!

Needing only a 3 count for a female pinning a male, Jill smartly went for the cover! As I heard the ref slap out the 1 count, I couldn't event move form the shock of her vicious attack. SLAP came the 2 count! A wave of fear and panic came over me. I heard Madison screaming, "GET UP! GET UP!" I had to kick out.

Everything slowed down. I pulled my legs up. I could see Jill's face smiling as she was so close to a win. I kicked my legs up in the air and felt my ass come off the ground. The smile left Jill's face as she felt my body's movement. As the pressure built on my shoulders for the kick out, THUD! It couldn't be! It was! It was the referee's 3 count! I slowly saw Jill's body get bucked off me, but it was too late! It was a 3 count! Oh my God! I just lost! I just got pinned by a woman!
The late kick out had me on my side. I was in shock and still dazed. I just looked around in disbelief hoping this didn't just happen. I could see Jill jumping around the ring and into Jock's arms as they celebrated. I could hear the crowd cheering and applauding. I looked behind me to see that Madison was in the ring confronting the referee about the count being too fast.

It was real. I had been pinned by Jill. I was overtaken by rage at being beaten by a little woman. Worse off, she represented my embarrassments of the past as all my high school fears and regrets resurfaced. I pounded the canvas in anger.

"Dammit! Dammit! Dammit!", I exclaimed with each pound of the canvas.

Despite my outburst, all that was left was for me to go to my corner. As I headed back there, Madison barely looked at me. She was not happy with my loss to a woman that had already shaken her self-confidence. I couldn't really disagree. If she had made me cum, it would be one thing but to get pinned was devastating.

I stepped through the ropes out to the apron and Madison, not wanting to be around me, immediately stepped in. She only turned to me briefly to curtly snap, "I'll start this fall." I felt that was unfair as Jill almost finished her off with a forced orgasm before Maddy was able to tag me in. Regardless, being pinned by Jill lost me all the mojo I had built up with my wife from our first match.

The second fall was about to start and we were behind, just like our first match. But unlike our first match, there was no guarantee of $1000.00 for participating. This was the real thing. All or nothing! We really needed the money for our mortgage. Times were only getting harder for everyone and that made these unthinkable sex wrestling matches only that more important.

Amazingly, Jill fought the whole first fall so a fresh Jock entered the ring to face off with Madison. He as only an inch taller than Maddy but he seemed to be really in shape. It was the kind of challenge that Maddy's lived for but that wasn't what I was worried about. I kept hearing Dave's reminders of watching one's wife sexually fighting with another man. It didn't help much that this man was working with a larger "weapon" than I had.

The bell rang for the start of the second fall. Maddy and Jock circled. I was hoping Maddy would use her anger with me against Jock and it looked like I was right. As they came together for a collar and elbow clinch, Madison put right boot into Jock's gut. His six-pack was clearly not ready for it as the kick doubled him over.

Madison quickly ran to the ropes behind him and as she came off them Jock had begun to straighten up.

"Look out!, Jill screamed form her corner.

It was too late as Maddy grabbed Jock by the back of the head, jumped up and bulldogged him driving his head down to the canvas! It was a total surprise and as vicious as Jill's attack on me. It was exactly the fast start we needed!

Jock laid face first on the canvas. That move totally rocked him. The crowd reacted with a collective "Ohhhhh!" At least it was not more boos.

I yelled, "Go for the pin Angel!"

Madison was already thinking it. She dropped to Jock's left side and used his arm and shoulder to roll him over to his back. She lay across him and hooked his right leg for a textbook cover! This would be awesome to get us even this fast. I, more than anyone, was hoping for a pin!

"1!", the ref counted as he slapped the canvas.

Jock hadn't really moved anything besides his head.

The ref slapped out, "2!"

"NOOOO!", Jill yelled.

The ref's arm went up to slap a 3 count but Jock kicked out well within time.

"Fuck!", Madison blurted as she sat at Jocks side, frustrated at not getting the pin.

Jock was on his side clearly stunned by the quick onslaught from my wife. Madison glared and the ref and clapped her hands, "1, 2, 3! C'mon ref!"

I was worried she was giving Jock too much time, as he was able to get to his hands and knees. Jill was screaming, "Get up baby! You can make it!"

Madison refocused her attentions on Jock with a kick to his gut that sent him onto his back again over by the near ropes. Madison used the opportunity to perform a leg drop across his throat. Jock's legs kicked up in the air and he grabbed his through and coughed. It was a great low risk move that kept him down and weakened.

"Yeah! Give him hell Angel!", I shouted for encouragement.

Keeping up the attack, Madison moved down to Jock's legs.

She grabbed his right leg beside the ropes and wrapped it around the bottom rope. She yanked on jock's foot as hard as she could.

"Owwww, you FUCKING BITCH!!!", Jock yelled as the pain made him sit straight up.

He grabbed her hair, but Madison yanked on his leg again and the pain shot him back down to the canvas. Honestly, I was proud of Madison's improvised, albeit illegal, leg hold. She knew I loved leg holds. I enjoyed using them on her in our matches at home and found it even hotter when she learned them and used them on me.

"Ropes Ref! Get her off him!", Jill screamed.

"You shut up bitch!", Madison screamed back while yanking again.

However it was an illegal hold and the ref did step in.

"You need to break that hold Angel." The ref said sternly.

Madison just ignored him and yanked Jock's twisted leg again causing Jock to call out in pain.

"I said break it!", the ref insisted, "1!..., 2!..., 3!..."

Madison smartly let go after the three count. She didn't want to risk a disqualification if the ref got to 5. Madison stood up and raised her hands signaling a break. Jock grabbed his knee as it still lay over the bottom rope. He got little relief as Madison grabbed the top rope and put two quick stomps right on his knee which got a boo from the crowd.

"AHHHH FUCK!", Jock screamed in pain.

I was so turned on by my girl at this point I yelled, "Yes baby! Get him again!"

Madison dropped back to her knees and grabbed a hold of Jock's right foot again. She torqued it around the ropes good and hard.

"Give up you pussy!", she yelled at him.

It was clear Maddy wanted retribution for what Jill did to me in the first fall. Unfortunately, it was still an illegal hold in the ropes so she couldn't get a submission out of it.

The ref was on her again, "Break the hold! He's in the ropes! 1!..., 2!..."

Remembering the rules regarding the ropes, Madison modified her tactic. As the ref counted to 3, she took her right hand a grabbed Jock's penis and started giving him a hand job! Amazingly, she still held his foot with her left hand.

Jock just stared at Madison's hand working his cock as he tried to resist her sexual advance. While I was glad we were winning, seeing my wife handling another man's junk regardless of the cause tore me up.

"Don't let her do that to you!", yelled Jill as she had both her hands on her head in worry.

As Jock's penis stiffened quickly. He grabbed Maddy's right wrist in an attempt to stop her. That is when Madison who was still kneeling, ingeniously tucked Jock's foot she was holding just inside her left knee. It actually increased the pressure on Jock's right leg while freeing her left hand to also stroke Jock's penis.

"Ahhhh! Ow! Ow! Ow!", Jock blurted out from the added torque on his knee.

So far, both women had ruled the men in this match. Jock was in trouble. He had almost been pinned, his right knee had to be on fire and now, far from his corner, Maddy was trying to make him cum.

With his dick at full attention, Jock had few options. With his free hand he grabbed Madison's left wrist too. Unable to really move her hands, Madison upped the stakes. She released Jock's right foot that was tucked inside her left knee so she could square up to his cock. She gave him a very sultry look and I knew what she was going to do. Since Jock was preventing her hands from moving up and down his cock, Madison added her beautiful mouth to the attack!

I was not happy. This thing took a whole new turn as I watched Madison inhale the remainder of this guys cock! He easily had to be working with 7 inches!

"AAAAAAAH! Oh God! Oh God!", Jock panted as Madison slowly pulled up on his shaft until she got to the head.

It hurt my heart to watch her face with eyes closed. She seemed to be enjoying this cock like none before it, including mine!

An enraged Jill screamed, "Wait 'til I get my hands on you! You fucking SLUT!", as she helplessly watched Madison pleasure Jock's unit.

Jill was not the only tag team partner upset with what was going on in the ring. I know we desperately needed to win, but my seething jealousy was ruling my thoughts. I knew it was bullshit since Madison was so cool about the sex I had in our first match. Maybe if his cock was smaller than mine, I would've been more ok with it. Nonetheless, I kept quiet in our corner and couldn't even shout encouragement.

Jock's right leg had dropped free from the ropes. It meant little as he was now facing an aggressive blowjob from my wife. As she reached the head of his penis, she went down again. She was finding her rhythm in the first few pumps of his cock, and settled into a medium speed that was driving Jock to his limits and sending the crowd into a frenzy.

Now the ref checked Jock, "Are you cumming?" even though it would be obvious to everyone.

"Fuck you!", Jock responded. It wasn't really an answer, but he made his point.

Madison kept sucking away at his cock when he let go of her wrists and now grabbed her hair with both hands. A muffled sound came from Madison since her mouth was full of cock. It effectively stopped her from continuing her blowjob.

"Hair ref!!! Hair!!!" I shouted, but the ref was already on it.

"Get off her hair Jock! 1!... 2!... 3!... 4!...", the ref counted before Jock let go.

Madison pulled her head up to shake of the pain. Jock's penis was no longer in her mouth but she started using her hands to work his balls and shaft. Jock was slapping the canvas attempting to hold back a building tide of orgasm.

"Hang on Jock! She can't make you cum!", Jill cheered.

Feeling challenged, Madison went in for a second blowjob. She took in about 3 inches of Jocks stiff penis when suddenly; Jock wrapped his legs around Maddy's head. Maddy still tried to keep blowing Jock. His left leg had come up under Madison's right arm and shoulder so she had one arm trapped in the head scissor as well.

Both Jill and the crowd cheered at the turn of events. Jock grabbed Madison's right arm and extended it while slowly stretching out his legs with Maddy's head trapped between them. This freed his penis from her mouth. Madison was still focused on his cock. It was demoralizing for me to watch as she desperately extended her tongue in an attempt to lick his now out of reach erection.

Fortunately, Madison's earlier attack on Jock's right leg prevented Jock from making the head scissors more painful. It still gave Jock the control over her he needed and got Maddy to scream out in pain as he tightened it.

"YES!!! Back on track!", shouted an annoyingly happy Jill.

Thinking quickly, Madison grabbed the ropes right beside her with her free hand.

"ROPES REF!", I quickly shouted.

"Break the hold." the ref ordered Jock.

With a pissed off look, Jock let go of Madison. As a parting shot, he put his left boot on her head and shoved her back away from him.

"Hey!", I yelled as Madison fell onto her back. Jock used the time he bought to get to his feet. His right leg had a bad limp as he started to head to his corner.

"C'mon Jock! C'mon baby! You can make it!", Jill screamed from her corner with her hand stretched out for a tag.

By now, Madison had gotten to her feet. She rushed after Jock who was almost in reach of Jill. Madison grabbed Jock's right foot and pulled it up to her stomach forcing him to spin around with his right leg outstretched. He was hopping on his left leg for balance while his hands waving at Madison for mercy.

As Jock pleaded, "No. No. No.", Madison swept his right leg and he fell flat on his back with both legs up in the air.

I was glad she had managed to stop him because he was in trouble and we didn't want to face a fresh Jill who had just dismantled both if us in the first round. Madison rushed in grabbing both of Jock's feet. Jock reacted by pulling his legs into his chest making Madison fall forward towards him. Then with all he could muster, he kicked his legs out sending Madison flying back.

Madison landed on her heels and back peddled until falling to her back. The momentum sent her rolling back over her shoulders where she landed with a thud onto her stomach and breasts. It definitely got a rise from the crowd. Not as much as when Jock tagged in Jill. Then the crowd went nuts!

Jill was ready to fight and she was angry with Madison. Madison got to her knees as Jill raced at her, amazing boobs bouncing all the way. Now it was Madison's turn to wave her hands for mercy.

Madison reached back for the ropes as she yelled, "Ref! Keep her off me!"

I was shaken because I had never seen Madison act like that with another woman. I don't know if she was playing a mind game or if she was really afraid of Jill. Jill had sexually worked Madison over pretty good in the first fall and that had to be fresh in Madison's mind.

Angry, Jill tried to get at Madison and grabbed for her hair. Fortunately the ref stepped in front of her and made room between them.

"What the hell ref! Stop protecting her!", Jock shouted from across the ring.

The ref started a 10 count to make Madison return to the fight. Madison, shot an evil stare at the ref, furious at him for the count. Maybe she really was scared of Jill.

Madison reluctantly got to her feet but made sure she was still in the ropes. The ref got to 8 when she let go of them. Jill, waiting for that moment, lunged at Maddy. Maddy actually turned and ran from Jill right to our corner. It wasn't far but I was shocked by the panicked behavior from my wife.

We tagged just as Jill reached out and grabbed the back of Madison's hair. Maddy screamed as I stepped one leg through the ropes. Jill let go of Maddy's hair and started at me.

With only one leg in, now I leaned back through the ropes and yelled, "Ref! Get me some room!" I tried to convince myself I was now playing head games on her.

"Ha! They are both afraid of you honey!", shouted Jock.

"They should be!", yelled someone in the crowd, which got a big laugh.

The ref did make room for me and I cautiously entered the ring. Jill went from a fighting stance to a sexy pose. As she smoothly ran her hands up her body, she said, "Good. You are the one we've (as she cupped her magnificent breasts) been waiting for anyway."

The crowd went, "Oooooooo."

I looked at the audience with disdain, but I was intimidated. Since they won the first fall by pin, they had to win their second fall by orgasm. Jill was so hot; I didn't know how long I could last against her.

I slowly came out of the corner. Slowly we circled. I was being cautious. Jill was cocky and toying with me, like a cat with captured prey. Then she did something I didn't expect. Jill stuck her left hand up in the air. I couldn't believe it. She was challenging me to a test of strength. The crowd applauded. I was insulted. I stomped the canvas in anger, which only made the crowd happier.

"Hawk, don't do it!", I heard from Madison in the corner.

Madison knew I didn't have the strongest fingers and hands for a man but to have my wife ask me not to accept the challenge from this woman was even more emasculating! Now there was no way I wasn't going to take Jill on. Of course I had to face how bad this could go. This woman already pinned me in the middle of the ring. I couldn't imagine if I lost to her in a test of strength!

By now Jill had both hands extended in the air and was sexily rocking her hips side to side, taunting me. I decided that I had to do this. I had to do it for me if for no other reason. As I moved in to clinch my hands with hers the crowd got even louder.

We clasped our hands together tightly and after a brief pause it seemed like we both just knew when to start. Our hands came down and were outstretched to our sides. Our heads were side to side. Damn she smelled great. Loud grunts could be heard as we both strained. As our torsos pressed together her breast pressed up against me. I had no time to enjoy it as I was struggling for what little was left of my manhood.

Jill started to get the upper hand as the crowd cheered her on. I was beginning to get aroused by our contest even though I was starting to lose. For such a little thing, her hands were like stone. It wasn't so much that she was forcing me back as it hurt clasping hands with her. It was the pain that was weakening me.

"Hawk! Fight back! You can take her!", Madison shouted to me.

Despite Jill's good start, she couldn't keep this force up against a guy. I heard her exhale and felt her weaken a little. I figured that this was my chance as I pressed back against her. Jill let out a little squeal grunt as she tried to hold me off. It only gave me confidence.

I turned my head so my grimacing face was right in hers. I slowly started to raise our hands up over our heads knowing that my height would give me more of an advantage. I could feel her getting weaker. She started to whimper. I knew I had her!

Face to face I told her, "This where I punish you for what you did to me."

Jill's face had broken from a confident vixen to a fearful face that was pleading for mercy with her eyes. I stayed determined and focused as I pressed her hands back.

"Owwwww! Please! Owwww!", Jill whimpered shaking her head as I was forcing her to her knees in pain.

Madison gave me clear direction; "Crush her Hawk!" as she applauded my success while the air went out of the crowd.

I had to take advantage of this. We needed the money to save our home and we still needed two falls to win. I forced Jill down to her knees all the way until she ass was touching the canvas. She was shaking her head fighting off the pain. Her beautiful brunette ponytail swung side to side with every headshake.

"AHHHHHHH!", she screamed.

"Ask her ref! She wants to submit!", I shouted.

"No! No! I don't submit!", Jill desperately replied.

I jumped up and landed putting even more pressure on her hands.

"Aieeeeeeeee!", Jill squealed in agony.

"Hang on Jill! Hang on!", Jock shouted from outside the ring.

"Ask her again ref!", I yelled as I was almost standing on top of her now.

The ref checked with Jill, "Do you want to stop this?"

"No!", Jill shot back.

With that Jill made surprise move. Her head practically in my crotch already, she started sucking my left nut! With a record of 5 and 1, Jock and Jill clearly knew their way around this sex wrestling and this definitely proved it. I quickly hoped back still clasping hands with her but it completely relieved the pressure I had on her.

"You sneaky little bitch!"

Jill only gave me a sultry devilish smile back and ran her tongue around her lips like she only wanted more. It was her playing head games. It scared me that I had her that much pain and she was savvy enough to try to plan a counter move.

With the relief on her hands, Jill started to get up to one knee and I felt her trying to push back.

"Yeah Jill! Get him!", Jock shouted.

I had plans of my own.

"Let me help you get up." I said and quickly stepped into her as I lowered our hands down to right in front of her crotch.

I bent her hands back with all the force I could. Now I had completely changed the hold on her and she was not expecting it at all. With nowhere to go to relieve the pain, Jill was up bouncing on her tippy toes.

"Owww! You fucking bastard!", Jill winced.

Her little bouncing act was incredibly hot. I wished I was in the crowd watching that little ass and ponytail bounce up and down. My view wasn't too bad and Jill's full breasts were bouncing right in my face. I stuck my tongue out to get some nipple action and they went by.
This version of the hold was fun for me but it wasn't going to get a submission out of Jill. I decided to let go of her right hand and Irish whip her into the neutral corner. Unfortunately my poor execution let that cunt got out in front and Irish whip me instead. She used all the momentum I just gave her to hurl me into the corner. The crowd got back into it as Jill followed me in.

My back hit the turnbuckles and Jill was right there with an elbow high into my chest along with her body crashing into me for good measure. She got me good and I stumbled a bit out of the corner as I clutched my chest in pain.

Jill spun me around by my head and slammed me face first into the top turnbuckle to cheers! Wham! She did it again! To those of you assholes who say, "The turnbuckle is padded." Well so is a damn boxing glove! As I struggled to turn around I could see Jill taking a moment to play to her adoring fans. Sadly, she had time as I was dazed from the turnbuckle. I could also see Madison worried back in our corner.

Jock signaled to Jill if she wanted to tag and she waved him off like she wasn't worried about me in the least. I had her in agony minutes ago and she already was back to acting like I was not a threat. At worst, I had held my own against her this fall.

With me sagging in the corner, Jill came at me with both arms raised. It looked like she was going for a double chop that would have put me to the canvas for sure. As she came in, I surprised her with a double pectoral claw hold! Digging my middle and ring fingers in each of her armpits and pinching my thumbs down on the font of her chest, Jill let out a blood-curdling scream!

I had seen the move used in one of my wrestling videos on the wrestler, Hollywood, to great effect. It made the always tuff Hollywood whimper and beg for mercy and it did the same to Jill. It was the most effective move I could use in my weakened state.

I used the hold to put the easily controllable Jill back first into the corner. I pressed her into the corner and let go my best slap chop across the top of her boobs! The knowledgeable crowd responded with, "Woooooooo!" Jill clutched at her chest, stunned by my chop. I gave her no time to recover as I put my forearm under her chin the lift and press her back into the corner.

"No, no, no! Pleas not again!" Jill pleaded as I set up for another chop.

Her plea was ignored as again I chopped her a little lower catching more of those luscious breasts. It made a hell of a loud SMACK! The crowd again responded, "Woooooo!" That last chop really destroyed Jill and I was once again in the driver's seat. She had dropped to a knee so I grabbed her ponytail to pull her back up into the corner.

I found corner work almost as much of a turn-on as leg holds, but since I had zero luck in the leg hold department so far, I was determined to get the most out of this. Bending over, I grabbed the middle ropes stepped a good shoulder inter Jill's flat little tummy. The blow forced her little ass up onto the middle turnbuckle as her torso bent down onto my back.

Jill let out a huge, "Ooooof!"

I backed up and stepped into another shoulder to her gut.

It suddenly hit me how I could combine my two favorite things into one. I took Jill's left leg and lifted it over the middle rope and pulled her foot back under it. Wrapping her leg in the rope like Madison had done to Jock.

With a good yank up on her left foot, I got Jill to scream out in pain, "AAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"

"She's mine now!", I taunted the crowd who responded with boos.

I took her right leg and wrapped it in the other ropes the same way. Jill was hurting badly now as I had both her legs in pain. I was proud that she definitely was getting more than she bargained for from me.

Jock yelled, "Ref, she's in the corner! Do your damn job and get him off of her!"

By the time the ref counted to two, I backed away from Jill enough to register a break. As the ref tried to free her, I shoved him away and drove my shin into her exposed left inner thigh!

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! My leg!", she screamed.

I gave her another quick shot to the same spot causing her to wail out in pain again. I looked over and gave a smirk to Jock who was in his corner furious. Then I turned back to Jill and grabbed two big handfuls of boob and squeezed down hard.

Jill squealed out in pain, "AIEEEEEEEEEE! No! Please stop!"

"You fucking ASSHOLE!!!" Jock yelled from the corner and started to enter the ring. I quickly pointed the ref to what was happening and he stopped Jock from coming in. It gave me some time to further my heel role and yank on Jill's leg some more. The crowd made their displeasure known.

After stopping Jock's illegal entry, the ref came back over. I figured it was time for me to try and win this fall and take some pride back from Jill. I pressed into Jill who was still spread open on the middle turnbuckle. I pulled her head up with my left hand and started kissing her deeply. At the same time I ran my right hand down to her unguarded pussy. As I spread her pussy lips, she moaned and her body relaxed. I was forcefully rubbing her pussy. Jill's breathing got short as she tried to resist. I stuck my middle and ring finger inside her to test the waters. She was thoroughly wet.

"Fight him off Jill! Resist him! He's a nothing!", Jock shouted.

I could hear Madison's voice counter with, "Don't listen to him baby! You can do this!"

Bolstered by my woman's renewed support for me, I pulled out my fingers because I knew it was time to insert my already firm cock into Jill. I used my favorite technique of putting the head of my penis just above her vagina. Then with my right hand, I press down on my shaft, which moves the head of my penis down while building pressure. As planned, my bowing cock pressed onto Jill's clit.

"Unnnnngh", Jill moaned and her head snapped to the side as the pressure on her clit was effecting her just like I hoped.

I continued to press down as the pressure built up between my cock and her body. Just as it was becoming uncomfortable, FLOOP, the end of my erect penis snapped into the opening of her vagina. It was a sudden change of feeling and arousal that affected both of us.

"Oh my God.", Jill whispered in my ear as she let go of the top ropes she was supporting herself with and clasped onto me with both her arms like some kind of fuck clinch!

The change from uncomfortable pressure on my penis to suddenly entering her warm moist pussy put me at risk too! Her pussy lips seemed like the wrapped around the end of my penis wishing to pull it in deeper. I began suck in air like when you eat something that is way to hot.

I had to regain control! If I orgasmed now, we were done for! I had to win the fall. Jill was in her own little sex world so I didn't worry about her for the moment. I concentrated on my own body for the next little bit.

Neither of us moved for a few seconds and no one was really sure what was going on. The crowd got quieter and the ref came in to check us but didn't ask if we were cumming.

After some controlled breathing, I was ready to take it to Jill again. I pushed my cock further into her by about an inch and held it there. I waited for her reaction but more importantly mine. The change caused Jill to move a little and she let out a slow exhale. I felt in control of my aroused state so I pressed further with a deliberate slow pace.

Jill pressed her lips together, "Mmmmmmmm."

I was getting to her and it felt great. I didn't go in all the way. I decided to pull back to my tip. Jill still had her eyes closed but sighed like she was disappointed and wanted me back in her. It was really the opening I was trying to create. I thrust into her firmly all the way until our pelvises made that dull thud sound and I held it there!

Jill let out one of those surprise squeals as I caught her off guard with that thrust! The crowd noise definitely rose. I didn't make out cheers or boos, I only know it got louder.

I couldn't believe I was really doing this! In my head it was like I was fucking all the cheerleaders who had ignored me! I gave her a steady series of thrusts then paused again. Her hips started gyrating on my cock when I paused. This was hot as hell but I had to keep my focus. I went back to pumping her and pumping her.

"Are you cumming?" the ref asked Jill as she still clung to me.

Jill whimpered back, "No. No. No."

Her every refusal was dripping with the sounds of an impending orgasm.

"She's not going to last long!", Madison cheered from our corner.

"Shut up bitch! No tiny dick man is going to make her cum!", Jock fired back.

Jock's words got me thinking. While I didn't feel like I had a small penis, it was surely not what Jock was working with. I felt that I had to get deeper penetration into Jill. I pushed my hands in between Jill's thighs and the ropes they were on. I lifted her legs up freeing them but it also giving me full access to push deeper into her vagina.

The change definitely got Jill's attention as well as everyone else in the room. I had Jill folded into the corner and she started to moan very loudly after only 3 thrusts from the new position.

"Ooooooh! Ahhhhh!" moaned Jill as she threw her head back and her hands clasped behind my neck.

"Yeah, you are going to cum for me aren't you now!", I said to Jill.

All I heard back from Jill was a warble, "Ooooooooooo! Ahhhhh!"

She pulled herself back up into me. Her chin was at my forehead. Jill clasped her right hand onto the back of my head as I continued to pump her as deep as I was capable. As she raised her chin she sensually pulled my head down into her bosom.

I thought to myself, "I've got this bitch now.", when I heard, "Look out!" from Madison.

I went to raise my head and realized I couldn't. It was a trap! Jill, looking dead at Madison, had apparently winked at Maddy just before she lifted her head! She had pulled my head down into a breast smother! My panic didn't help things as I wasted what air I had. Jill had a locked in grip around my head and her real boobs meant that I there was no way for me to get any air as her breasts completely molded around my nose and mouth.

I tried desperately to escape. I tried to push her head back but she had hers tucked up against mine. I briefly tried to fuck my way out of it as a started to thrust as fast as I could in a feeble attempt to bring her to orgasm before I blacked out.

It finally hit me what I had to do. I reached up and till I found Jill's eyes and raked them! I'm not proud of what I did but I had to get out of that hold.

"OOOOOOOOWWWWW!", Jill screamed clutching her eyes as I lost my balance and we both fell to the canvas separating as we hit.

The booing was very easy to make out now. I was gasping for air and it felt like I was never going to get enough. Jill was rolling back and forth still holding her eyes. We were right up against the far ropes and Jill unknowingly rolled out of the ring off the apron! It was only about a 3-foot drop to a padded floor. She didn't know it was coming so she screamed as she fell. It all sounded much worse than it was.

I was glad she fell out of the ring because I was afraid she would recover before I did. I must admit, I was really afraid of her now! I was so sure I had her. I could really see why they were 5 and 1. I was originally afraid of Jock, but this Jill woman kept coming back like the Terminator!

I slowly started to get to my feet. The whole time I kept thinking there is no way she could have been faking that! The ref had started a 20 count for Jill being out of the ring and was up to 5. I was still holding my chest breathing hard. I could see that Jill was just now getting to her feet too. She was kind of holding the back of her hip just above her butt. I figured she must have landed on it badly. I knew what I was going after when she got back in the ring.

I looked back to our corner and Madison wasn't there which worried me until I saw that she had come around the floor to the neutral corner post. I could see she wanted to give Jill a few shots if she could sneak some in. We were really taking Dave's advice about cheating to heart. Unfortunately, Jock saw Maddy and hopped down to the floor to watch Jill's back. They were definitely veterans.

The ref's count was up to 11 when I complained, "Get her back in here! What gives?!"

"You just wait until I get in there you sorry son of a bitch!", Jock yelled back still keeping an eye on Madison.

Madison realized that there was no opportunity and returned to our corner. My breathing returned to a pretty normal rate. Jock had helped Jill over to the ring apron. I was looking for an opportunity to get the jump on her but the damn ref kept me back.

"Dammit! Keep him back!", Jock shouted at the ref.

Them Madison shouted at the poor ref, "Get her back in here so we can finish her off"

Jill finally was on the ring apron close to their corner. I know they wanted her to tag out as soon as she was in.

"She can't come in that close to the corner!", I complained.

I don't think there was any rule for that but it sure sounded good. Good enough for the ref to make her slide away for the corner some. Jill was pissed with the ref for doing it. She argued and stomped her foot which only aggravated her hip again. Her face was twisted with pain. I was feeling pretty good about my chances for when she got back in the ring.

The ref started up the count again the force Jill to re-enter the ring. Jill cautiously stepped only her left leg in and kept the rest of her body out, like I had earlier.

"Keep him back!", she shouted.

"I'm already back! She's stalling!"

"16..., 17...", the ref started again. If he reached 20 Jill would lose the 2nd fall!

Frustrated, Jill quickly stuck her torso through the ropes but kept her right leg out. I rushed at her, but she moved her torso back out of the ring. Unfortunately this qualified as entering the ring in the eyes of the ref!

Jill fully stepped out on the apron. She started to slide back down to Jock in their corner. I pushed the ref aside, grabbed Jill by the hair with both hands and brought her in the "hard way" over the top rope! Jill slammed onto her back on the canvas and immediately arched and held her back in pain.

Jock angrily protested but Jill was already in the ring now. I grabbed Jill's ponytail and pulled her up to her feet.

"Hair ref!" Jill screamed.

Before the ref could say anything, I hair mared her to the canvas. Still hanging on to Jill's hair, I brought her back up to her feet. I figured I should tag out since I wasn't 100 percent. It was time to give Madison a go at Jill. I Irish whipped Jill into our corner making sure I stayed out in front of the whip this time. Jill went crashing into our corner, where Madison immediately put her arm around Jill's neck so she wouldn't escape.

Now it was Jock with his hands on his head in worry. It was a look I liked. I got over to the corner quickly. I wound up and gave Jill another good chop across her breasts for a loud SMACK! The crowd did not woo for me this time. Jill lurched forward from the pain, but Maddy pulled her right back into the corner by the throat.

Madison gave me an annoyed look and said, "You just had to get your hands on them again, didn't you." I was annoyed because I hadn't enjoyed Jill's breasts at all. Just the opposite, I attacked them for Maddy. As you married guys out there know, she didn't see it that way at all.

Maddy and I tagged up. I used pressed my forearm across Jill's face and leaned into her to hold her while Madison entered the ring. Madison started to reach down for Jill's pussy but I was leaned up against it.

"You want to move?" said Madison curtly. It clearly signified that we were going to have a big argument later no matter what the result of this match was.

"Fine then,", as I backed away from Jill with a little bit of attitude of my own.

This was definitely not the time to start fighting with each other yet that is exactly what we were doing. Madison did return her focus to Jill quickly. She started rubbing Jill pussy with her right hand while her left played with Jill's left breast and she sucked on the right one. It was a complete attack. Maddy had Jill writhing pretty good in no time.

"That's it. Just keep working her over 'til she cums. They'll have nothing left for the final fall.", I said to Maddy knowing that Jill and Jock were both hurting.

Even though we lost the first fall, I figured an orgasm from Jill now would leave us with an easily attainable submission on Jock's knee or Jill's hip. We really had a shot at an upset and the whole room could sense it. So could Jock.

"Hang tough Jill! Hang tough until I get in there!", Jock offered as encouragement.

It didn't matter in my mind because I felt Madison was in position to finish off Jill in another couple of minutes. Even if Jill attempted another counter attack, she was in our corner. I was confident that together we could handle her.

Madison stopped rubbing and sucking on Jill and moved up to licking on her neck and sucking on her ear. She starting saying stuff quietly to Jill but loud enough that I could hear. I'm sure she wanted me to hear it.

"So you think you can prance around this ring with your fat tits?", Madison started. As she did, her left went to from fondling Jill's right breast to a spank of it. With the spank, she clutched on and worked the breast aggressively with her hand.

"Unnngh!", was all I heard out of Jill as her head arched back and she bit her lower lip.

"You cheerleader bitches are all the same.", Maddy continued as her hand continued to knead Jill's breast, "You push your tits in every guys face and think you will get whatever you want."

SMACK! Maddy spanked Jill's breast again! This time she really clutch it from under and slowly pushed and mauled it like she was working cold dough.

"Unnnnnngh! Oh God!", again was the response form Jill.

Talking though gritted teeth, Maddy leaned into Jill's ear, "I'll make sure you keep your tits away from my man!"

Maddy backed just a bit and as Jill slumped over some, Maddy brought her knee up into Jill's tits. From pleasure to pain to pure pain was quite a transition and it really rocked Jill. The blow knocked back up into the turnbuckles then she came forward and dropped to one knee clutching her poor breasts with one arm and using the other from probably falling all the way to the canvas.

Maddy's move was impressive but I felt we needed to work for an orgasm this fall not a beat down. Madison was quickly on Jill as she grabbed her by the back of the hair to pull her to her feet.

I know I shouldn't have but I gave Maddy a "What the hell?!" look. Her glare back at me made it obvious. She was furious with me. The kind of furious when a woman works up a scenario in her mind no matter how little it has to do with reality. She had convinced self I was hot for Jill's tits because of her own insecurities and she intended to take it out on Jill. I too was getting pissed because was not the fucking time for this crap.

Madison swung Jill around and pressed her into the near ropes before whipping her across the ring. Jill and her bouncing boobs came back off the far ropes. Madison waited for her in the middle of the ring and slap chopped Jill right in her tits! I was surprised how well Maddy executed it. It didn't have to force to lay Jill out but it sure stung and the blow spun Jill around and she came crashing into a pile back where she started. If it weren't for her getting tangled up in the ropes, Jill would have fallen out of the ring again.

Madison followed up by using both hands to grab Jill by the hair. Which made the referee start giving her a 5 count to break the hold. Madison beat the 5 count easily because she only pulled Jill up to her feet facing the ropes. Madison pulled both of Jill arms behind her back and did her best to press Jill's defenseless tits up against the top rope. The crowd angrily booed as my Angel was on a rampage.
What was saving Jill's nipples from certain rope burn was that Jill was just too short for what Madison was trying to do to her. The ropes only were mid way down her chest and Maddy tried to arch Jill up into them. It was almost funny if it wasn't making Madison even angrier.

Jill was crying out in pain. It was the way Madison was arching her back and her shoulders were under great stress. They looked like they wanted to pop out.

"Ahhhhhhh! Ref! I'm in the ropes dammit!", cried Jill.

She was really only against the ropes but the ref started in on Maddy again with a 5 count. Angered by her failed tittie attack and the ref insisting that she stop, Maddy spun Jill around and pressed her into the ropes again and whipped her across the ring. My wife was looking more aggressive then I've ever seen her before. It was hot and scary all at the same time.

Jill bounced off the far ropes and Maddy rushed to the middle of the ring winding up for a vicious clothesline on Jill. Madison's windup telegraphed her move to Jill who managed to duck under it! Madison swung her arm into nothing but air! Missing wildly, Maddy spun around a bit off balance only to have Jill coming back off the near ropes with a CROSS BODY SPLASH!!!

BOOM! Madison crashed back first to the mat with Jill flat on top of her.

All at the same time:

THE CROWD WENT INSANE!

I yelled, "FUUUUUCK!!!"

Jock yelled, "YESSSSSS!!!"

Damn if that bitch Jill didn't get the job done again when she needed to. I was worried Madison might be unconscious!

"ANGEL!!! ANGEL!!!", I screamed.

The ref got in there to check on both of them. Jill's desperation move really took them both out. Madison clearly got the worst of it by far but Jill was already hurting going into it. Slowly, Jill rolled off a Madison who was still lying where she landed! Her head was turned to the side. She had to be knocked out. Jock and Jill had to win their second fall by orgasm so there was no pin to count. Jill was moving her leg but was basically just lying on the canvas next to Madison.

The ref started a slow 10 count to see if either wrestler could answer the count.

"1!.....", neither of them moved.

"2!.....", I'm screaming at the top of my lungs to my wife and Jock is screaming to his!

"3!.....", The crowd screaming for them to get up! It's probably 70% to 30% in favor of Jill!

"4!.....", Jill is the first to move as she rolls to her side!

"5!.....", Madison still hasn't moved and I'm getting really scared! I think about forfeiting the match!

"6!.....", Maddy finally moves!!! She moves her arm across her body trying to get to her side. Jill is on all fours trying to shake out the cobwebs.

"7!......", I am stomping the ring apron yelling "GET UP!!! GET UP!!!", to Madison!

Jill starts heading to her corner on all fours! The ref stops the count out! Jock is cheering Jill on along with most of the crowd! If she makes it to Jock, we were definitely losing this match.

By now Madison managed to roll over to her stomach and pull her knees in. She was holding her head down on the canvas. She was really hurting!

"ANGEL! PLEASE GET UP!!! YOU"VE GOT TO TAG!!!", I screamed but got no reaction from her!

Fuck we were so screwed! With each move Jill towards Jock it felt like she was taking our house away little by little! The crowd had worked themselves into a frenzy. They were on their feet and people jumping up and down screaming like crazy!

It felt like the whole crowd was chanting, "JILL! JILL! JILL!"

Fuck! They were all on their side from the very beginning! It felt to me like Maddy and I were up against everyone in the room the whole fight!

Madison finally was able to look around to try and figure out where our corner was. Jill was almost to her corner with Jock screaming, "Just a little more baby! Just a little more!"

My brain suddenly played back what Jock said about my wife at the rules session at the center of the ring. Specifically how, "I am going to plant this beast in her and make her cum like all the others."

I didn't think. I just acted. In I went through the ropes without any tag form Madison! I ran over to Jill and grabbed her by both feet and pulled her back from her corner! The ref never saw it coming as he was in position to look for a tag by Jill.

Jill screamed, "NOOOOOOOOO!" as I dragged belly and boobs along the canvas!

The room filled with boos but I didn't have time to listen to them!

"THAT'S IT YOU FUCK!!!"

I looked up to see Jock had flown through the ropes into the ring and was almost upon me and he was furious!!! I dropped Jill's legs t defend myself but from about 4 steps away, Jock launched a huge right round house at my head!

I had time to move enough that he didn't catch me flush. As I ducked, it was only a glancing blow on the top of my head that made me backpedal to the ropes. Jock rushed after me a left hook that landed solid to right side below my rib cage.

I let out an "OOOOOOF!" as the punch dug in.

Jock was pumped and wanted to take me out and took swung another right back at my head. With a burst of adrenaline I put up my left arm and blocked his punch cold grabbing his arm! I put my right hand on his shoulder and pulled him down into the knee I was lifting into he chest!

Now it was his fucking turn to go "OOOOOOOOF!"

Back he stumbled before catching himself. I rushed at him but he used my momentum to scoop me up and body slammed me to the canvas!

Whooom! He planted me perfectly to the canvas. It was the first time I had been slammed in a match and it got me good! Before I could recover Jock was standing next to me and elbow dropped me right in the gut and it made me sit up some.

I feebly let out an, "oh god..." from the pain as all the air had left my lungs before I could say it.

Jock grabbed my head and said, "I've had to watch you put your hands all over my wife tonight! Now I'm going to make you pay for it!" and he open hand slapped me in the face as I crashed back down the mat!

Jock didn't slap me to obey the wrestling rules. He bitch slapped as an insult to my manhood! While I was reeling from the stinging to my face, Jock moved down to my feet where he grabbed and lifted my legs up. I was at his mercy now.

Jock had both my legs straight up in the air and was controlling them by holding the bottom of my wrestling boots. He took the heel of his boot and kicked me in the hamstring of the left leg.

"AHHHHHH!", I screamed out.

That bastard put his heel into my right hamstring right after!

"OOOOOOWWW! You fucking asshole! I swear I will...AHHHHHHH!", was all I got out as Jock heel kicked me again in my right hamstring!

"You don't threaten me! I'm in control!", Jock said before getting me again in my left hamstring!

That fucking bastard had me and I couldn't do much of anything but take it! Then Jock got my undivided attention.

"Dammit! You got to fuck my wife tonight! You undeserving piece of shit!"

"Your measly dick doesn't deserve pussy that good!", he said, still controlling my legs. Jock spread them a little and then held his boot over my cock and balls!

My eyes grew and I waved my hands pleading, "No! No! No! No! No!"

By now the ref, who had stayed out of it, stepped in to warn Jock, "You kick him there and I will disqualify you immediately!"

Jock held his boot over my naked manhood and I could see him weighing his decision. I knew he would risk getting disqualified for such a blatant offense in front of the ref but he kept his damn boot there! Then he slowly lowered it and stopped!

"No! Don't you fucking do it!", I shouted at him!

He lowered his boot some more! Then again! Then again! It was start to press on my junk!

"AHHHH FUCK! REF!!!"

"That's enough! Break the hold! Break it! 1!..., 2!..."

Jock broke the hold after a 2 count but not before pressing my nuts almost flat with his boot! I could do little other than cover my cock and balls in pain. Jock beating me down got to me. I was intimidated from the start by him but I hoped I could take him in the match. Of course this had turned into a street fight instead of a wrestling match.

With me in agony, Jock dragged me by my legs to a spot in front a neutral turnbuckle. The damn crowd loved the mayhem that this match dissolved into. Jock climbed to the second turnbuckle. Jumping from the top turnbuckle is an immediate disqualification. Jock played to the crowd with some stupid pose that they ate up. Jock jumped off the ropes for a body splash that would definitely finish me. With my hamstrings and nuts still in pain, I still managed to pull my knees into my chest and Jock landed right on top of them!

My left knee went into his gut and his right knee went into his chest. I could hear all the air forcefully rush out of his lungs! Jock landed into my knees with force and unfortunately his weight still crushed into my and I was hurt too. Jock flipped off my legs and hit the canvas by my feet as momentum made him roll away from me. He was on his side by the ropes facing away from me.

I rolled to my side and just lay there in pain. The ring looked like some kind of crime scene. Jock and I only fought for a couple minutes so the girls had not even recovered yet. I could see Madison was sitting on the canvas slumped in our corner exhausted. Her left arm was on the ropes and her legs were just straight spread out in front of her.

I was surprised that Jill was still where I left her before Jock attacked me. She was on her knees with her head still down on the canvas. She was holding her amazing boobs. They had been through quite a lot in this match!

Jill rolled her head to the side and her eyes went to Jock who was on the canvas not doing a whole lot. Then she saw Madison slumped in our corner and finally she made eye contact with me. Right then we both knew that this marathon fall was going to come down to the two of us.

"1!....., 2!....., 3!......", the ref started counting us all out!

With urgency I got to my hands and knees. As I got to one knee, Jill got to her feet. As she made her way to me I was able to get to my feet but I was bent over still woozy from when Jock landed on me.

I only made it about two steps when Jill grabbed me by my head and snap mared me to the canvas. I can tell you that another hard hit to the mat was not something I needed. Jill wasted no time getting on top of me. Jill could only win by forcing an orgasm and that is what she went after immediately.

Jill put her right knee across my throat to keep me down. She reached down and grabbed my flaccid cock and shoved it into her mouth! Aggressively she started sucking away. She was not playing around at all.

I yelled to the ref, "She can't suck me off! I'm not tagged in!"

"You wanted in so bad? You get what you wish for!", the ref replied.

"Fuck You!", was my response. I figured I was screwed anyway. The crowd was against us and now the ref was too! Basically this thing was now a free for all and everyone was "in"!

I wasn't hard but Jill was determined. Since Jill was about four inches shorter than me, she was having trouble keeping her knee on my throat. I still complained to the ref about the choke.

"Choke ref! Choke!", I pleaded.

The ref tapped Jill on her thigh, "Get off the throat."

Jill only broke her rhythm of sucking my cock for a moment while she slid her knee off my neck. Damn, Jill was giving me one hell of a blowjob! I was fully erect now and she was using her hands on my shaft and balls. I was struggling. My breathing became erratic. Fuck, she was good!

As I lay there I suddenly hear a rise from the crowd and a count! The ref slapped out, "1!"

Quickly I sat up!

The ref slapped out, "2!"

"What the fuck was going on?!", was all I could wonder.

Both Jill and I turned our heads just in time to see Jock kick out from a pin attempt from Madison! She is such a competitor! Madison gathered herself and smartly tried to take advantage since Jock was just lying there!

"NO!!!", Madison cried out to the ref! Her face was distraught when she didn't get the pin!

The ref confirmed, "Only a 2 count."

We really needed that pin, but before I could worry about that Jill was back to sucking my dick! With her tongue, she licked me from the base of my cock all the way up its tip before consuming it.

"Ahhhhhhhh Fuck!", I moaned against my will as I fell back to the canvas.

I looked over and saw Madison and Jock struggling against each other from their knees. Jock was recovering while Maddy was fading.

Jill was really using her tongue on me. My dick was stiff as steel now! A wave a pleasure hit me and I arched my back up only to have Jill put her hand on my chest to flatten me back down. Her hand was covered in saliva from the blowjob.

I tried to reach up and grab some of Jill's hair. I had to get her off me but I just couldn't focus.

Just then I could hear a very familiar, "Unh! Unh! Unh! Unh!"

My heart sank. I saw the last thing I ever wanted to see! Jock had pinned Madison to her back with her leg stretched up and was driving that big dick of his right into her pussy! Madison was clutching the back of Jock's head! Her eyes were closed as she was trying to resist every inch of Jock!

"Cum for me you little whore!", Jock commanded Madison, "You know you can't deny a real man like me!"

Jill had me paralyzed with an incredible blowjob and across the ring Jock had Madison gasping with every thrust of his hips! If I didn't do something quick we were going to lose for sure!

The ref was going between Madison and I asking us if we were cumming. Both of us were responding with "colorful" denials.

While having to hear Madison grunting with pleasure, I managed to reach my left hand up into Jill's crotch. I pressed the heel of it onto her pussy and rubbed in a circular motion. Jill sure as shit felt that! She rose up off my dick and pressed her head up against my thigh as she moaned.

Jill's moans were quickly drowned out by a new round of moans coming from Madison across the ring, "OOOH! OOOH! OOOH! OOOH! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! OOOOOOOOOOO!"

Dammit! Madison was on the verge of cumming to Jock!

I desperately tried to get my head under Jill's pussy. I wormed my way in there by pulling her right leg over my head and basically pushing her hips with my other hand. I wasted no time in getting my tongue into her twat. With that, Jill sat straight up. The view I had looking up at her sexy little ass with that ponytail down her back as she arched with pleasure was sheer heaven.

Maybe, just maybe, I could get her to cum!

I could hear Jock giving it to Maddy, "C'mon you slut! You fucking come for me!"

The ref was on the canvas in Maddy's face, "Are you cumming Angel?! You've got to tell me Angel?! I can call it without you!"

"Don't you fucking call it! Don't... Unnnnnngh! Oh God! ..... Don't you dare call it!", Madison argued! She was barely hanging on!

Hearing my wife getting pounded was more than distracting. I wasn't focused on Jill's pussy like I should've been. That was a mistake because Jill regained her focus and bent back down to my crotch!

The crowd loved witnessing Madison struggle against Jock's ruthless fucking while Jill and I were locked in a 69!

I wrapped my arms around Jill's waist mashing her cunt right down on my mouths and I was working my tongue between her slit and her clit as best I could. Jill's response?

She started sucking on my balls!!!

"Oh God! Oh God! Oh God!", I started moaning!

She was still stroking my penis with her one hand but was totally cupping and sucking on my testicles! It was pure ecstasy!!!

With a stream of, "OH FUCK! OH FUCK! YOU BITCH! FUUUUUUUUCK! NO!NO!NO!NOOOOOOO!!!!! UNNNNNNNNGH!!!!!!!", a stream of cum shot out of my cock!!!

My balls had clenched up while still in Jill's mouth and I came violently!!! Jill hadn't stopped until the first shot of cum landed on her and she felt it on the hand she had on my cock! It was quite an eruption!

We lost. We fucking Lost! I lost!!!

Never had something that felt so great felt so horrible at almost the same time. Sadly, I knew the horrible feeling was going to stay for a much longer time.

"YESSSS! YES! YES! YES!!!", Jill exclaimed has she jumped to her feet and jumped up and down with my cum in her hair and running down her hand. Her big bouncy tits joined in the celebration.

"NO! NO! NO! no. no. no.", Madison screamed and then faded into whimpers and sobbing. Maddy burst into tears and that asshole, Jock, kept on fucking her.

"That's right! Cry you little loser! Go ahead and cry!", Jock taunted.

Despite Jock's thrusts, Madison covered her face and sobbed so much her whole body was crying! She had seen me shoot my load and she was crushed. She had held out against Jill's tongue and Jock's big dick. She went to her limits to do it while I only managed to get pinned by a girl and then had that same girl fellatio me to a spouting whale!

The crowd was thrilled that their precious heroes had won. At the ref's urging, Jock finally stopped fucking Maddy. She curled up on her side still sobbing. As he got to his feet, his dick still stiff, an excited Jill jumped into his arms, almost toppling them both.

"We did it baby! We did it!", Jill shouted and raised her arms up in victory as Jock held her.

"No, YOU did it. That's my girl!", he said back to her.

I wanted to vomit from their celebration. Truthfully, it was only part of the reason. The main reason was we were going to miss another payment on our house and who knows what would happen then!

My whole body sore, I lay there on the canvas watching the ref raise Jock and Jill's arms in victory.

"Your winners by 2 falls to none, Jock & Jill!!!"

As the crowd cheered Jock and Jill, I wondered what kind of man I was? What kind of provider was I? How horrible it was for Madison to have decided to be with me. I lost my job. I couldn't pay our bills. Because of my ineptitude, I've allowed us to get involved in a sex-wrestling league in an attempt to make our house payments. Worst of all we weren't even winning any money. Thanks to me we were broke AND humiliated!

I got to one knee and steadied myself. Jill and Jock were each standing on a turnbuckle posing for the cheering crowd. Jill was still favoring her hip. They were on their way to a championship match. I turned to see Madison still crying. She was sitting Indian style with her head in her hands.

"no. no. no.", she kept muttering while shaking her head.

I knew I couldn't approach her yet even though I wanted to. I got up headed back to our corner. The staff puts towels there after every match and I needed to wipe the jizz off of me.

As I cleaned up, Jill and Jock were leaving the ring headed back to their room. With the initial excitement from winning wearing off, Jill started limping so Jock carried Jill to the back. Jill raised both fists in the air and then hugged her man "Officer and a Gentlemen" style. The crowd loved it.

Feeling like a complete failure, I could only walk over to my wife and put my hand on her shoulder, "Baby, we've got to go."

Madison jerked her shoulder away, "I'm not going anywhere with you!", without even looking at me.

"Well you can't stay in here.", I said with more attitude then I should have.

With that, Madison got to her feet. She used the rope to steady herself as she climbed out of the ring. I put my hand out to help her and without looking, she defiantly put her hand up signaling for me to stay away.

We walked a loser's walk backed to our area. Madison was ahead of me, ignoring me. Even though she is upset, I could tell she didn't want to argue out there in front of the crowd. The crowd gave us a polite applause for our showing, but there was a handful of boos mixed in.

I know she was upset but I was the one losing the match out there. I was the one who was humiliated!
The ride down the elevator with the valet was silent. Back in our room, it was uncomfortably quiet for quite some time. Both of us just seethed about our loss that night and what that meant for us and for our home. It finally erupted in a vicious and nasty argument that I will not divulge here.

It was bad. It was one of those fights that make you and your spouse question the future of your relationship. I got very little sleep that night. We didn't talk the next morning. We didn't talk during the ride back to our car. We didn't talk the whole ride home and the following week. It felt like we might never talk again.