I made sure I arrived very early, at the club. I knew it was going to fill to capacity. They were doing some fundraising, with a very special guest.
I made sure, I found a good seat, by the ring area. During the night, they would be having some of the ladies, go at it. In different style matches.
Later, they would be having Brooklyn Decker, join in, the main event match, later in the night.
One of the ladies, that helped raise enough donations. Would get to be in the ring, with Brooklyn, at the final match.
I enjoyed watching some of the early matches. Some simple wrestling. While a few others, more catfight, to pin.
Some very beautiful ladies, putting on a nice show, as the place filled up.
Nearby me, a group of a dozen or more, college guys. Happened to begin drinking fast, and getting obnoxious, and rude towards the ladies.
I hoped the bouncers, were paying attention, as chances were. Before the night was over This group, would need escorting out the door.
I hear them begin to shout, and whistle. Yelling sexual suggestions, and comments.
I turn slightly, to see one drop dead gorgeous blonde. She is wearing a skimpy blouse, tied across her more than ample chest.
A pair of tight, jean shorts, and some boots.
I was not sure, her smile was for me. Yet I could not deny, the sexy cowgirl heading my way. Had my full attention. One of the guys, trying to get a cheap feel, as she struts past them.
Some interesting tattoo work, along her left side. Eyes vibrant, and very intelligent. As she side steps, at just the right time. To leave the guy, almost falling from his chair. With his missed grope.
His buddies teasing him, and laughing at him.
As this blonde beauty moves up to me, and slides easily onto my lap.
"Why sugar, hope I can count on your support, to get that match, with Brooklyn." She says softly.
The guys attention drifting away, as they seem to think, she is with someone.
There happened to be , plenty of beautiful women. In the ring or roaming the crowd, trying to get donations, for the charity.
I can feel one of her, firm, nice sized breasts. Pressing into me, as she slips an arm around me.
"So can MistyCats, count on your support?" She asks. Her voice, all southern charm, and friendliness.
I can not help but notice. As she sits on my lap. Misty, has very little, of any makeup on at all. Maybe just some light highlighting, for her pretty blue eyes.
Yet Misty was beautiful, not needing anything else to help. With her pleasing, and good looks.
I know Misty, has given me a once over. Deciding, I was definately, the easier to deal with. The lady knew how to handle herself. Yet why look for trouble, with a group of guys. That will possibly, begin acting rude, sexist, and stupid later. The more they drink, the harder to deal with.
"Lucky bastard." I hear one of them say. In regard, to my having this lovely ladies full attention.
"Okay Misty, tell me, all about it." I offer, getting a smile, and hug from her.
"I just knew we, were going to be friends." She says, before sliding from my lap. To sit on a chair, pulled close by us.
I offer to buy her a drink. Misty refusing, yet saying maybe later.
Then she tells me, how she wants her chance. To get in the ring with Brooklyn.
Misty was one of the best wrestling, and catfighting ladies around. Yet she needed donations, to the charity. To be able to get the main match.
I had some money, to put towards it. Yet I also had an idea, to get more thrown in.
I give some directly, to her. Telling her, to give me some time. So I can see, what I can come up with for her.
Misty thanks me. Giving me yet another hug.
Misty promising to be back over, in a little bit. Then she is up, and heading to try and get some more donations.
Yet I feel good, as I notice. She does not sit on anyone else's lap. Add to that, her eyes keep looking my way now and then.
It was time, to put my plan into action.
I order a round, for the group of college guys. Who had given me some looks, now and then. Anytime Misty came close.
I hoped Misty, would not mind me playing this. As they thanked me. While I began being included into their group a little. I waited, and then paid for a round of shots to share, as well.
As we raised them in toast. Before downing them.
"Hey guys, care to donate, to help my girl Misty, get the final match?" I ask.
Taking advantage, of the idea, Misty, and I were together in some way.
One it would help keep them off her. Sure fifteen guys, could beat the hell out of me.
Still, why bother with one of the ladies. That may be attached. When there would be so many others, drinking, and single.
As they began drinking more. They began digging in, to add to Misty's total charity donation. Some of them yelling, and calling out, for others to back MistyCats. From among the rest of the crowd, filling the place up.
Misty starting to gain momentum, as her name, was being heard. From one part of the crowd, through the other now.
The nice sized group of guys. Starting to act, like I was one of their buddies. More drinks, coming, as I just got to sit back now. My extra drink buying done.
As One of the guys, gives me a partially drunken, stupid grin. Saluting me, with his glass. Which I return, lifting my beer bottle.
Just before two arms slide around me from behind.
"You are being very sweet and very sneaky mister." I hear Misty's pleasing voice, as she has come back. Like she said she would.
"Thanks to whatever you got started over here." "I have a very good chance, to be in the match." Misty says, sitting close beside me again.
"You mind if I just call you Storm?" "As you just, came in here like a lightning bolt." "Catching my eye, and maybe a piece of my heart." "The way you stormed in here, to help me out tonight." She says, watching me.
How could I not like, being given a nickname like that. From a lady as beautiful as Misty??
"If the lady like that." "Sounds fine with me." I reply.
Some of the rowdy group, sees her sitting back with me again. Once more they begin yelling out her name. For Misty, to get charity donations, for her to get the last match.
A roar goes up from the crowd, as Brooklyn Decker, has just made the scene.
The actress, and swimsuit model. Walking through, smiling, and calling out, for people, to donate to the charity.
Brooklyn, dressed in a simple halter top, and tight jeans.
Shouts, and whistles coming from everywhere.
The time, for her challenger, soon to be announced.
Brooklyn, is very well put together, head to toe. The lady is very stunning.
Yet I can not deny. Misty, sitting next to me. Is every bit, as lovely, and sexy.
A few more minutes, as Brooklyn makes her way, to the arena, and mat area.
"I'd like to thank you all, for coming out tonight." "Supporting our charity cause here!!" Brooklyn, announces, using the mike handed to her.
"Now, let's see, who I get to tangle with in the ring!!" She cries out, as the crowd begins yelling, and going wild.
I feel Misty, press against me. Her hand, starting to grasp mine. Her sexy body tense, as I squeeze her hand back.
"Very well, since Brooklyn asked for it." The announcer begins.
"Ladies, and gentlemen." "Tonights main event, charity match." "Will be a best, two out of three falls."
"It will be oil wrestling, between Brooklyn Decker..." Against her opponent... MISTYCATS!!!"" He finishes, as the crowd begins calling out for Misty.
The match set, and Misty getting her shot at Brooklyn.
Misty's name being chanted, as she hugs me. "Hold on sugar, I've got a special surpise for you." Misty tells me.
Then as the announcer, calls for the crowd to let her through.
I get to enjoy, how nice her jean clad ass is. As misty heads up, to stand next to Brooklyn.
The two, curvy blondes, eying each other.
"Ladies, and gentlemen." We will take a few moments, for the ladies to get changed for the match." "We will be adding some more oil, into the pit area, of the mat."
"You can show your support, and who you think will win." "By adding more donations, in either Brooklyn or Misty's names. During the pause, between each pinfall." It is announced. As the two ladies, waving to the crowd. Are escorted back, to the locker, and changing room area. In the back of the club.
The match, was about to begin.
The crowd is drinking, donating, and buzzing. About which lady will win the match. Some siding with both ladies. While others simply saying it is scripted, that Brooklyn, will win no matter what.
I think of Misty's passion, to be in the match. I knew there was no way.
This vibrant blonde beauty. Was going to do anything. Other than try and kick Brooklyn's ass, in the wrestling pit.
"LADIES and gentlemen... YOUR star attraction, for the night." "BROOKLYN DECKER!!!!" Is announced.
Brooklyn, strutting back out. Looking unbelievably stunning. Brooklyn, wearing a very skimpy, black and floral pattern bikini.
Cheers and drinks flying, as she makes her way, to the center ring.
"Brooklyn, has picked her oil, and corner man, for the match." It is announced, as a very wide grinning, partially drunk guy, is led to her corner.
"Her challenger... MISTYCATS!!!" Is announced, as eyes turn to watch Misty's entrance.
I feel my jaw drop. As Misty struts out, in a very skimpy, and hot red bikini.
"Misty, has chosen her corner man as well." He announces, as she makes her way, to me.
"Come on sugar." "I want you in my corner, as I kick her ass." Misty says softly, and confidently.
I get to my feet, as the guys nearby, shout encouragement. As I am led forward. By one of the best looking, and sexiest ladies. In the club, this night.
"Gentlemen, if you will help the ladies get ready." "This match can start to begin." He says before stepping back.
Her eyes on mine, as I am handed the bottle of oil. She was gorgeous, and hot, in her red bikini.
Now I had the priveledge, of oiling up. The very sexy Mistycats.
Misty's skin, so supple, and smooth already. Yet now it begins to glisten, as the oil begins dripping, and running over it. Her pretty eyes watching me, as her chest heaves.
Then she turns, and leans forward, presenting her backside to me. "Need oil all over sugar." She says softly, turning her head to look at me and smile.
I pour some over her back, then down to her very fine ass. The crowd yelling, and cheering, as both ladies get oiled up.
I do not know why I do it. Maybe caught up in things. Yet as I rub some of the oil, along her lower back. I see her wiggle her tush. Before giving it a gentle spank.
"Mmmmmmmmm sugar, keep teasing me like that." "I may have to act naughty for you." Misty teases. As she shifts, and presents her other firm buttock to me. "Better spank both sides, make sure I act good." She teases again.
The oil now soaking her bikini bottoms. making them cling wonderfully to her ass. I rub my hand over her derrrier, as she again wiggles it. Then give the requested spank, to it.
Misty standing back up, and turning to face me.
The time heaving, and jiggling her chest.
"Think the girls need more oil sugar." Misty says, playing to the crowd. While somehow knowing, she could trust him, to treat her like a lady. Something about it, Misty just felt, right, having him in her corner.
With a quick turn of her head, to see Brooklyn. Catching the other blonde's eyes.
As I pour more oil across her heaving breasts. Just as I set the bottle aside, to rub it over her supple skin.
With a few quick moves. Misty undoes, and lets her top, fall to the floor.
My eyes widen, as Misty's very nice sized, firm breasts. Spill naked before me. Her nipples distending. Either from my touch or the thought of the match to come.
"Make sure to keep my nips, soft, and protected from friction." 'When I slam them, into this tramp across from me." Misty announces loud enough for others to hear.
"It's okay sugar, I trust you." She says with a wink.
The crowd erupting again, as not willing to be outdone. Brooklyn Deckers bikini top falls away as well. As more oil, is dripped and poured over her own. Large, well formed breasts.
My heart is pounding, as the college guys yell, and scream support. My hands gently cupping Misty's beautiful, heaving breasts. Before my fingers begin to rub, knead and fondle them gently.
Her skin glistening, as this beautiful lady, stands more than half naked before me.
Misty could feel herself, begin to grow moist, as his hands gently massaged the oil across her naked tits. His fingers gliding over her now hard nipples. Brooklyn Decker standing as topless across the ring.
Misty wanted to ask him, to lick or suck, one of her hard nips. Everything, was just getting so arousing.
"Mmmmmmmmmmm thanks sugar, think it is time for me, to put Brooklyn on her ass!!" Misty proclaims, as she gives him a soft kiss. Before raising her arms in the air. Shaking her bare, glistening breasts, for the crowd.
Misty stands ready to begin the contest.
The crowd is standing, chanting both names. Money being wagered, and donated, as the ladies move together. Standing face to face, and almost tit, to tit.
"Ladies, thank you for being part of the charity drive." "Now let the best lady win!!" The announcer cries out, as the bell sounds, and the match begins.
"Ready to eat the mat bimbo?" Brooklyn asks, as they circle each other.
"Ready to have my ass on your face, tramp?" Misty answers back, as the crowd yells, beats on tables, and cheers.
Misty confident in her abilities. Yet still feeling some anxiety, with what was at stake. As well as the size of the crowd, and the stunning woman before her.
Their legs moving them around, as hands reach for each other. Trying to test each other.
Then Misty lunges, her hand, shooting out for Brooklyn's arm. Her opponent, moving at the same time. Misty's hand sliding along Brooklyn's side. Unable to grasp, the slippery, oiled skin.
Her body coming off balance, as she leans ahead.
Brooklyn, quickly grasping Misty's hair, yanking it. Misty being taken down to the mat. Before she can react fast enough. Brooklyn smacks her leg, across Misty's sleek belly. Driving the air out of her, sexy body.
Brooklyn, then rolling over, to pin her.
"FIRST FALL WINNER.. Brooklyn Decker!!" Is announced, as they slide apart.
I hear some of the guys yelling at me. How I got them to waste their money on a loser. I tense, as I begin getting very pissed, with some of the things they are saying.
Maybe I would have my ass handed to me, and be thrown out. Yet I was about to exit the mat area, and have word with them.
Then Misty is before me. The look in her pretty eyes, changing my full focus, back to her.
"Sorry sugar, guess I am not doing so well." She apologizes.
My heart going out to this stunning woman before me.
Misty feels awful, as she heads back to her corner. She was so tense, and now felt so bad. Brooklyn had pinned her so quick.
Part of her just wanted to get away. Yet Storm was looking at her so kind, and fondly.
Misty seems numb, as she apologizes to him, for her showing so far.
Storm wiping the oil away from her eyes. His touch so strong, yet gentle.
Misty gently grasping one of his hands. Guiding it between her heaving breasts.
"Misty, I know you can do this girl." He tells her, as she presses his free hand, to her tits. Storm feeling her heart beat. Misty wondering, if he could feel it skip. As his words, and touch, seemed to help, relight her fire.
The first pin, had all gone so wrong, and happened so fast.
The morons, now yelling against her.
Yet Storm was in her corner, and she now knew. Win or lose, he would still be in her corner.
Misty, presses his hand firmly against her left breast.
"Tell you what sugar, I'll give her bikini to you." Misty says, before giving him a quick kiss.
He believed in her, and once again. Misty beleived in herself.
The bell sounds, and the ladies turn to face each other.
Brooklyn pointing at her, and playing to the crowd. "Fine miss thing... prepare to be pinned!!" Misty thinks to herself.
As again they circle each other.
Hands testing, eyes focused, as they move around each other. A hand, lightly slapping across Misty's heaving tits.
An even firmer backhand, returning, across Brooklyn's big boobs.
Brooklyn surprised, and staggered. The actress model, surprised her fame. Had not kept her tits from being retaliated against.
Her one leg, begins to slide on the oil. That already had begun to pool, and glisten on the mat surface. Her footing, leaving her.
Misty seeing it, quickly dropping to the mat. Grabbing Brooklyn's other leg. Yanking it out from under her.
Brooklyn topples, to land with a soft thud, and splat. Her wind being driven from her.
As Misty yanks her leg up. Then arches her own body, up across Brooklyn.
Misty feeling Brooklyns, soft, warm breasts press into her back. As she keeps the leg lifted, pulled back, and secure. While winning the second pin, arched over Brooklyn.
The crowd erupts, as more donations given, as the ladies return to their corners.
The match now tied at a pin apiece.
Chants going up, for both ladies again. As which ever won the next pinfall, would win the match.
Misty soon being given some water, as her face wiped off again. Her long hair, now slicked from the oil as well.
"Sugar, your wonderful." "When they all gave up on me, after that first pin." "You still stood by me." "This lady, won't forget that." Misty tells him, smiling at him.
Then she turns again, the bell ringing. Time for round three.
This time both ladies focused. Bodies tense, yet ready to explode.
Long blonde hair slicked back. Pretty faces, showing concentration.
Large firm breasts, glistening, and heaving. Sleek, taut bellies, and bikini clad asses on display.
Shapely legs, moving carefully, each step they take.
The crowd going wild, as they lunge at each other. Firm hard nippled tits, wetly, slapping together. Arms, and legs straining.
Then, with a pair of shrieks, both ladies tumble to the mat together.
Arms, and legs flailing. Hearts, and blood racing, as they both try to gain control.
"This is my event, your not getting the final pin, skank!!" Brooklyn hisses, loud enough to be heard, by some of the crowd.
"This is my town slut." "Your going down!!" Misty answers back.
They roll, and Brooklyn, manages to use her legs, to shove them apart.
Misty, sliding around in the oil. soon on her knees. Brooklyn, quickly facing her again.
As the crowd cheers, and chants. Loud, wet slaps begin sounding, as tender flesh, is hit, and slapped.
A hard backhand, across Misty's pert tits. An open hand slap, across Brooklyn's pretty face in return.
Chests heaving, bodies glistening. Hair being pulled by each lady.
Then Misty is knocked back, by a hard slap, between her breasts.
Brooklyn, grasping, then yanking her red bikini bottoms off. Twirling them in the air. Even as fully naked now. Misty, in all her glory, tries to keep from being pinned.
Every inch of her body, now naked glistening, and looking wonderful in every way.
Brooklyn, grabbing Misty's right breast, and clawing it. As the crowd oohs, and ahhs.
Misty reaching out, to rake her nails across Brooklyn's quivering left tit.
Cries of pain, from both ladies. yet neither willing to quit.
Open hand chops, and slaps. Now becoming closed fists or angled claws.
Misty finally managing, to drive her elbow, into Brooklyn's side. Brooklyn crying out in pain. Even as she arches her body to the side. Trying to ease her pain. Misty spins, and barrels into her.
As Brooklyn falls back. Misty returns the favor. Brooklyn;s bikini bottoms stripped, and tossed aside.
As both now fought, fully nude. To the crowds delight.
Bodies aching, chests heaving, as they rise to knees, to grapple again. Fingers locked together, as Misty falls back. Brooklyn giving a cry of triumph. Thinking she has Misty where she weants her.
Then her voice changing , into surprise, and shock. As Misty brings her knees, into Brooklyn's belly. Using her leverage, and legs. To flip the buxom blonde actress over her head.
Brooklyn landing with a whoosh of air, and a wet splat.
Misty turning, and diving naked across her. Grabbing Brooklyn's arms. Shoving them up over her head.
Misty using her own sexy body to pin her.
The two of them looking so hot. As Misty lays prone along the length of Brooklyn. Arms held up over her head.
As they lay tit, to tit, and clit to clit. Skin glistening, chests heaving. As the one, two three is counted.
The crowd going crazy, as Misty wins the final pin, and the match. Misty rolls of her. Springing to her feet, arms raising in victory, as oil drips along her heaving chest.
Turning, she rushes over, and flings herself, into her corner mans arms. Hugging, and kissing him, as her legs wrap around him.
The announcer congratulating her. Before saying to stand by.
I find myself holding this drop dead gorgeous, naked lady to me. Not even worried, about how the oil, was getting all over my clothes.
"Ladies, please come to the center of the ring." He requests, as the crowd quiets down.
"The winner of most money donated before, and during the final match....." BROOKLYN DECKER!!!
"The winner of two out of three pin falls ....." MISTYCATS!!! He announces as the crowd erupts. Applause and cheers for both.
The two facing each other, sharing congrats, and a hug.
Then Brooklyn taking the mike, to thank the fans, for all their donations, and support for the evening.
Misty smiling, and walking over to Storm.
he stands holding both, retrieved bikini bottoms, out to her.
"Mmmmmmmmm this one is mine, by right of conquest." Misty says softly, claiming Brooklyn's as her prize.
"Those are yours sugar." She says, indicating her own bikini bottoms.
"Now that you have your prize, for being in my corner." "Care to help a winner, get cleaned up?" She asks.
Gently taking his hand, placing it on her ass. Before leading him away, to get to enjoy.The rest of the evening, with the match winner. The very sexy, and lovely catfighter Misty.
