2018 Celebrity Sexfight Tourn. Wk 2, Gp B: Tm Wonder Women vs The Blonde MILFs
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Wonder Women (ricky89)
Model: Abigail Ratchford (PA, brunette)
Age: 26
Build: Slim
Height: 5'8" (1.73m)
Weight: 128 lbs (58kg)
Bra Size: 36E (enhanced)
Measurements: 36E-24-36
Pornstar: Romi Rain (MA, brunette)
Age: 30
Build: Athletic
Height: 5'5" (1.65m)
Weight: 121 lbs (55kg)
Bra Size: 34E (enhanced)
Measurements: 34E-24-34
Model: Gemma Atkinson (GB, blonde)
Age: 33
Build: Athletic
Height: 5'9" (175 cm)
Weight: 152 lbs (69 kg)
Bra Size: 34F (enhanced)
Measurements: 34F-24-36
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The Blonde MILFs (Ginny)
Co-Capt/Pornstar: Phoenix Marie (CA, blonde)
Age: 36
Build: Curvy
Height: 5'9" (173cm)
Weight: 141 lbs (64kg)
Bra Size: 34E (enhanced)
Measurements: 34E-26-42
Actress: Jennifer Lawrence (KY, blonde)
Age: 28
Build: Curvy
Height: 5'8" (175cm)
Weight: 137 lbs (60kg)
Bra Size: 34D (natural)
Measurements: 34D-26-36
Actress: Blake Lively (CA, blonde)
Age: 31
Build: Athletic
Height: 5'10" (178cm)
Weight: 139 lbs (63kg)
Bra Size: 34C (natural)
Measurements: 34C-26-36
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In the Team Wonder Women corner waiting for what they're calling "our playthings" are the three members who are NOT fighting tonight, cocky buxom blonde Charlotte McKinney, Adrianne Palicki and Riley Steele. Unlike the three actually doing the sexfighting, those three have been yapping non-stop about what they want to do with their orgasmed opponents when they get their hands on them. Ratchford, Rain and Atkinson have been less vocal, but none refuted what their teammates said. And judging by the worried look on faces of the women huddled in the Blond MILF corner (Phoenix Marie, Jennifer Lawrence and Blake Lively) the Wonder Women's graphic threats have been heard - loud and clear.
Standing with their teammates outside the ropes in the Blond MILFs corner are two veterans of the 2017 tournament (Julia Ann, and Charlize Theron) with young 20 y/o Bella Thorne. Bella, who won't be 21 for another few weeks, is the only "MILF" who's been expressing any eagerness to get her hands on a Wonder Woman...any Wonder Woman. "I just want one of them," she told a reporter the day before the match. "They're all yummy. I can't wait to ride those slut's faces to a climax. Julia and Phoenix don't even want to give me a chance to show 'em what I can do! They don't trust me in their first match. You know what that damn Theron said? She said, 'Sit in the corner and watch and learn.' Fuckin' cxnt! I probably rode more women's faces before I was 18 than Lawrence and Lively ever have...combined!
"And if half of what I heard about Charlize is even close true, I probably fucked more women than she has too. If you believe the stories from the LA porn star club, Theron was always the one on the receiving end. Believe me, when you hear 'Charlize' and 'bottom' in the same sentence, they are
NOT talking about her ass. That's a fact, Jack; I've seen videos."
Thorne stomped angrily away, muttering she's "not being respected" and "not getting a chance to show what I can do" and finally about how "Julia and Phoenix will regret not using me!" Bella's one angry young woman to be sure!
REFEREES FOR THE MATCH: Christina Carter (in the ring); Kim Kardashian (in Blonde MILFs corner) and Kate Beckinsale (in Wonder Women's corner). Kardashian and Beckinsale both participated in 2017 and had hoped to return for 2018. Kim tried to organize Team Kardashian-Jenner, but family conflicts made it unworkable. Kate had less interest and when her shooting schedule couldn't accommodate the long absences required, she declined. But demands from fans caused her to reconsider and she agreed to appear as a referee - with the stipulation she'd "only work Blonde MILF matches." Apparently, Kate has lingering resentment from her mistreatment by Julia Ann, Theron, plus Lawrence who was a referee last year, and some others.
THE TEAM MEMBERS OUTSIDE THE RING: The Blond MILFs: Julia Ann, Charlize Theron and Bella Thorne.
Team Wonder Women: Charlotte McKinney, Adrianne Palicki and Riley Steele.
Abigail Ratchford of Team Wonder Women and Phoenix Marie for The Blonde MILFs meet at center ring with referee Christina Carter, the in-ring referee for this bout. The referees had already met with the teams in their dressing rooms so the prefight meeting is mostly ceremonial. Carter quickly checks the two women while her assistants (Kim and Kate) check the women in their respective corners. The three members of each team not involved in the match are restricted to a designated area in each corner where they may enjoy their prisoners during the match. The use of toys or sexual devices during the first round matches is restricted to use outside the ring and only in designated areas.
The Blond MILFs - feeling the only reason they lost last year's championship was because their "toys" had been stolen from their equipment locker before the match - kept theirs with them throughout the night (perhaps not the wisest thing, given nights in the hotel proved cold and lonely). As the six women were walking to the ring for their introductions, fans noted Julia Ann, Charlize Theron, Phoenix Marie and Jennifer Lawrence all looked flushed and out of breath. It won't be a problem for Julia and Charlize, they weren't competing tonight, but MILF fans are worried Phoenix and young first-time competitor Jennifer Lawrence both seem overly excited... and it's more than just nerves!
While Phoenix Marie and Abigail Ratchford met with Christina Carter in the ring, the three women not involved in the match for each team busily arranged the "equipment" in the designated area for inspection by the referees assigned them (Kim Kardashian for MILFs and Cate Blanchett for WW). Once things were ready, Carter raised her arm and called for the bell.
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Ratchford came bouncing out in her team's red, blue, and gold leatherette costume and marched straight toward Phoenix who hesitated when she saw the brunette striding confidently toward her. Phoenix Marie and Abigail had met before, of course, not on a porn set but in several titfighting contests where Ratchford had established herself as a premiere level competitor. Both were regulars on the circuit where they both competed in the "enhanced" class; Abigail at lightweight and Phoenix at welter. But being in different weight classes, they'd only met three times in titfights and Ratchford had won all of them despite Phoenix Marie's obvious weight advantage. Ratchford credits her tough tits, but Phoenix Marie hints that bribing judges with sex or money and cheating are more likely reasons for Ratchford's "upset" wins over her!
Abigail grinning, slaps her leather-encased bosom with both hands, points to Phoenix Marie's mesh covered breasts, challenges her, "Put 'em up here, ya pussy!" The blonde MILF backs off blushing and shaking her head, realizing the sexy costume designed to flaunt the MILFs wares was ill-conceived to protect Blonde MILF's puppies against the sturdy Wonder Woman top shielding Ratchford and the other Wonder Women's pendulous assets.
Ratchford kept moving forward, feinting from side-to-side, slowly forcing Phoenix back until she felt the corner ropes across her butt and the turnbuckle against her back. "Get outta the corner!" Julia Ann screamed at her, slamming her palms on the apron at Marie's feet.
Kim Kardashian ran over and drove both of her hands up into Julia's excitedly heaving breasts and shoved her back inside the designated area. Kim growled, "You better keep that old ass of yours behind the line or I'll kick it up between your shoulders!" Kim turned and walked away and as soon as she knew she wasn't looking, Julia gave her the finger!
Julia heard a gasp "Oh fuck...." and looked around to see Abigail and Phoenix in the corner above her, belly to belly, their arms spread wide, their fingers interlocked. Abigail had bent her knees and just then drove her leather-clad bust up into Phoenix's mesh enveloped breasts. The mesh cut into the smooth flesh as it bulged through the openings of the mesh. Julia saw her teammate's nipples already swelling and poking out the gaps in the mesh...making Marie's sensitive nubs more vulnerable!
Abigail realized immediately her ploy had succeeded and shifted her attack; thrusting her big hard bosom up and driving it into the soft undersides of Phoenix's out-thrust breasts; grinding side-to-side, raking the hard-ribbed surface of her Wonder Woman bustier back-and-forth over Phoenix's nipples.
Phoenix cried out as her rubbery nipples were bent this way, then that; folded back upon themselves and dragged downward. Ratchford was relentless in attacking the blonde pornstar's proud breasts. It was something Abigail was expert at...attacking, defeating, and then humiliating a rivals breasts. She had paid a lot of hard-earned money for her implants, and they had never failed her yet! Back and forth, up and down, side to side; Ratchford ground Phoenix Marie's nipples until tears were running down the older blonde's cherry red cheeks.
Abigail's biceps bulged as she arm wrestled with Phoenix Marie's less muscular arms. Abigail smiled as she felt Phoenix's arms quiver, then slowly they started to yield ground as Abigail increased the pressure, pushing Phoenix's elbows backward until her back bowed and her shoulders tilted back, moving her forward as she struggling trying to maintain her balance. As soon as Phoenix's hips tilted forward, Abigail leaned in, maintaining the pressure on Phoenix's erect, hard, stiff, nipples with her Wonder Woman bustier.
Once Abigail gained top position, she began to press down, buckling Phoenix's legs until they folded under her. With a groan, followed by a loud
GRUNT, Phoenix was slammed down on her back with Abigail on top of her. Drawing up her knees, Abigail straddled Phoenix's hips as she sat on her pelvis and pinned the withering blonde's arms to the mat. Swaying her gold trimmed Wonder Woman bustier in front of Phoenix, Abigail slowly lowered herself until her supple, ribbed, leather-bound bosom had covered both Phoenix's nose and mouth.
Pressing down, Abigail began to smother Phoenix Marie... that was step number one!
Phoenix desperately bucked her hips and thrashed her legs. She strained to free her arms, but couldn't - Abigail was using her full weight to pin her and Phoenix was already tired; too drained after her prefight orgasm with Charlize. How could they have expected this brunette to be so tough! Now she could only lay there, squirming and wiggling as the Abigail's gold and red bosom blocked out the light and darkness enveloped her...
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Phoenix blinked as someone was slapping her face! She tried to sit up, but couldn't move. Her legs were pinned, her arms were bound at her sides. While she'd been out, her black faux leather body suit had been removed leaving her naked. Then after she was rolled over, it had been wrapped around her arms behind her back, zipped up with her arms inside and she'd been rolled onto her back. Now awake, she could feel the cool breeze wafting across her naked torso.
Looking around, Phoenix saw Abigail was straddling her bare thighs, the brunette's hands on her naked breasts, thumbs and forefingers pinching her erect nipples; slowly pulling; stretching the supple flesh until Phoenix couldn't help whimpering in pain.
"Oh good, she's finally awake," referee Christina Carter chuckled. The wickedly evil brunette pornstar referee was kneeling with Abigail, her arm around Abigail's shoulder, fingers dipping inside Abigail's Wonder Woman bustier as she fondled the brunette's huge breast.
"Now get to work, I've got plans for tonight," Carter said, eyeing the Blonde MILFs gaping wide-eyed and open-mouthed at ringside where Kim Kardashian was slowly swinging a riding crop as she maintained order. The MILFs had been stunned into statuesque silence by the ease with which Ratchford had overwhelmed, stripped and was now dominating their team's co-captain.
Referee Christina Carter moved to Phoenix's head and gathered her full, firm, bare breasts in her hands, squeezing them at the base, forcing the meat and gel-filled implants upward into the tips, ballooning the pliable flesh as she crushed them in her fists. The tips swelled, the veins throbbing as Carter's hands squeezed, the nipples hardening and expanding as fluid filled them. Abigail leaned forward, her puckered lips closing over the right nipple, sucking the flesh into her mouth, then nipping the sensitive tip with her teeth.
Phoenix screamed.
Ratchford and Carter laughed.
Abigail forced her knees between Phoenix's thighs and roughly forced them to spread wide, then wider still, opening her labia like the pedals of a flower to the morning sun. Abigail slid two fingers in, twisting and turning her hand to tease Marie's clit erect. Slowly, her body responded and as she grew moist, Ratchford added a third finger. She slowly pumped all three in and out. A fourth finger followed shortly, making Phoenix moan as Abigail filled her with all four fingers, then her thumb tucked in the cupped spear point. Leaning on her, Ratchford forced her hand in deeper, the pressure lifting Phoenix's ass from the mat as her hips tilted with the pressure until...
"AAAHHHHH....." Abigail's fist plunged all the way in up to her wrist!
Christina Carter bent to massage Phoenix's breasts as she kissed the moaning, breathless, blonde; her tongue swirling in Phoenix Marie's gaping, slack, mouth as Phoenix's breath hot puffed on Christina's cheek each time Abigail's powerful forearm pumped the blonde until... with a sobbing cry of release... Phoenix Marie climaxed and a hot stream of bodily fluid erupted, squirting up like a geyser; then as it subsided her fluids continued to flow around Abigail's wrist as Phoenix's body tensed, her back arched, then spasms racked her until she collapsed limp, her chest heaving and spittle dribbling from the corner of her mouth when Christina broke her kiss and sat back smiling at the glistening tears streaming from Phoenix's tightly closed eyes.
Carter stood and took Abigail's hand, helping her fellow brunette to her feet, then they dragged Phoenix by the wrists over to Wonder Women's corner. There, Carter put a foot on Marie's hip and shoved her limp body out of the ring under the ropes. Phoenix landed heavily on the thin rubber matting that surrounded the ring, but she didn't lay there long. Kate Beckinsale, Charlotte McKinney and Riley Steele grabbed her and hauled her to the designated area where they stripped off her leatherette arm binding costume and secured her wrists behind her back with fur lined handcuffs. They put a spreader bar between her ankles and a ring gag in her mouth. While Beckinsale watched smiling, Riley Steele put her groin in Phoenix's face and forced her lips to her pussy, demanding she start licking while McKinney applied clamps to Phoenix's already sore and aching nipples as Palicki turned on her vibrator and began massaging the blonde's pussy.
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While Phoenix began her journey toward her second orgasm, back in the ring Abigail was leaning over the top rope in the Blonde MILF corner, screaming at Jennifer Lawrence to get in the ring! J-Law didn't want any part of Ratchford after seeing how quickly and decisively she'd dealt with her team's co-captain and fisted her to an orgasm. But as Julia Ann pushed Jen toward the steps to the ring, she whispered some hurried advice. Jen nodded, but as she reached for the ropes to climb the steps, everyone saw her hand was trembling.
As Jen bent and lifted her leg over the middle rope to enter the ring, Abigail looked at Christina Carter who winked and gave her a nod of approval. Ratchford grabbed a handful of Lawrence's honey blonde hair, pulled her into the ring and threw her down on her knees. Jen looked up just as Ratchford swung her right foot and kicked J-Law in her left breast, smashing the D-cup flat! Jen squealed as she rolled onto her side cupping the mashed mammary in both hands. The sheer mesh cup of her suit was no protection from the kick... nor did the mesh protect them when Abigail jumped up and stomped her chest, knocking the wind out of the thick blonde actress.
Ratchford came with a plan to dominate and wear down her bigger, heavier, opponents, then when they were too weak to defend themselves she'd make them climax. Abigail knows it's impossible not to orgasm if you can't defend yourself. It's already worked on Phoenix Marie and Abigail expects it to work equally well with Jennifer Lawrence.
Abigail drops to her knees straddling J-Law and claps her still sticky right hand over Lawrence's gaping wide-open mouth, cutting off her attempts to get air back into her lungs and giving her a taste of Phoenix Marie's pussy at the same time. Jen's eyes widen in terror and she thrashes and flails her arms wildly; her body arching up as her feet bicycle in the air in her futile attempts to break free of Ratchford's suffocating hand smother! As Jen's face turns red, her legs drop to the canvas and her hands cease pawing and clawing at the front of Abigail's sturdy protective Wonder Woman costume. Just when it looks like Lawrence is about to go under, referee Christina Carter leans over Abigail's shoulder and whispers,
"Don't you think it's a little soon? Play with her a while...give the fans a thrill. I know I'LL enjoy it."Abigail thinks a few seconds, then - with apparent disgust - rips her hand away from Jen's mouth. Lawrence gives a loud gasp, her body bucking as she sucks in mouthfuls of life sustaining oxygen while Carter and Ratchford loom over her, watching the blonde struggle trying to sit up. Finally giving up her attempt, Jen rolls over facing the ropes, her back to the two women in the ring with her.
Christina shakes her head sadly, knowing a careless mistake like that is something a veteran like Julia Ann wouldn't make. But then, Julia made other mistakes...her biggest was letting Phoenix Marie open the tournament instead of getting into the ring herself. Well, that and fucking Christina's girlfriend - Anikka Albrite - something Carter wanted to
discuss with Julia after the match!
Ratchford grabbed another handful of Lawrence's hair as she stood and pulled the blonde screaming to her feet - with Jen's back to her, Abigail shoved Jen's chest into the ropes and when she bounced off, Abigail took Jen's arm, swung her in a wide circle and then slamming her tits-first back into the Blonde MILFs corner right above where Julia was standing with a stunned look on her face.
SPLAT! Jen Lawrence's chest smashed into the lightly padded turnbuckle so hard her head snapped forward and her chin hit the tension cable connecting the ropes to the metal stanchion in the corner. Jen's knees buckled as she staggered back clutching her unprotected breasts in the sheer mesh cups of her black leather body binder.
Abigail grabbed Jen's left arm, pulled it down and back, then levered it up behind her in a Hammerlock. Adding a handful of Jen's hair, she yanked the blonde's head back making Jen stare up into the bright lights over the ring as she forced Jen up on her tip-toes, then marched her around the ring. Abigail stopped in each corner to ram the young actresses breasts into the turnbuckles until they completed the circuit. By the time Abigail brought Jen back to the Blonde MILFs corner, Lawrence was panting and both breasts were red from the abuse. But Abigail wasn't finished!
Ratchford released Jen's arm and it dropped limp at her side. Jen reached across with her right to try and massage it to stimulate the blood flow and restore feeling, but that was when Abigail spun her around to face her, grinned and brought her knee up into Jen's belly just above the bottom edge of her black leatherette bustier. The blond doubled over wheezing and gasping, only to be jacked up with a forearm smash to those same abused breasts that sent her reeling backward into her corner where her arms flopped back over the top ropes on either side of the turnbuckle.
"Let's see what she's hiding in here, shall we?" Abigail asked Christina Carter who'd been following them around the ring like an eager puppy, the busty brunette porn star salivating at the sight of the young blonde Lawrence being easily dominated by a fellow busty brunette. Holding Jen in place with her left hand clamped tight to Lawrence's throat, Abigail slowly pulled the zipper up the front of Jen's black costume until it stopped between the mesh cups holding Jen's ruby red breasts. As she pulled the two halves apart, Jen's smooth belly was exposed and the black thong she wore beneath it.
Abigail grabbed the bottom of the costume and whisked it up over Jen's head and off, her soft breasts lifting as the mesh cups pulled them up with it, then dropping to settle jiggling back on her panting chest. Only then did Lawrence make any attempt to interfere, and that only a mild attempt at modesty by reaching up to shield her bosom from the cellphone cameras erupting at ringside.
As soon as Abigail hooked her fingers in the waistband of Jen's thong and began to slowly pull it down her thighs, Jen suddenly realized her peril and grabbed at the thong to save what little remained of her fast fading dignity.
SMACK!Jen's hand flew back up to her face, her thong forgotten in the flush of heat radiating from her slapped cheek where Ratchford had slapped her. Abigail completed pulling Jen's thong down to her ankles without any further interference. When she slapped the back of Jen's left leg, the actress instinctively lifted her foot, allowing Abigail to slip the thong off her foot. She repeated the demeaning humbling ritual slapping the back of Jen's right leg, and again, the blonde lifted her foot to allow Abigail to take full possession of her sweaty little thong. Jen's face was bright red - whether the ruddy flush was due to the slap or her humiliation was of little interest to anyone.
Abigail flipped her right index finger up and down over Lawrence's full, red, lips and whispered,
"Open up pussycat." Jen obediently opened her mouth to allow Abigail to push her thong in with her left hand while her right held Jen's bottom lip. Finally, Abigail completed Jen's unveiling by lifting Jen's black leatherette costume off her shoulders, leaving her only her red stockings. As tears ran down Lawrence's cheeks and dripped from her chin onto her bare breasts, Abigail stepped back to Christina Carter and they struck side-by-side poses as they studied Jen's nude body while Abigail debated what her next move would be.
Her mind made up, Abigail stepped up to Jen who flinched when Abigail raised her hand. But instead of hitting her, Ratchford grabbed Jen behind the neck and pulled her out to the center of the ring and told her to hold out her arms. Jen hesitated, then slowly raised both arms and held them out shoulder high. Abigail nodded in approval, then suddenly punched Jen low in the belly just inches above the smooth shaved pale patch of skin surrounding the slit between her legs. As Jen folded forward, Abigail swept her arms up under Jen's armpits, locked her hands behind Jen's back and swung the blonde's legs as she lifted her off her feet and power slammed her - tits first - into the mat. The "Implant Buster" devastated the young blonde who with her arms locked, had no way to break her fall and her proud pink D-cuppers were pancaked flat tot her breastbone by the weight of her own body.
Abigail and Christina worked to get Jen back on her feet and Christina held her up as Abigail again put her in the awkward bent over position so she could repeat the move. Jen struggled weakly and ineffectually in Carter's firm grip, then was lifted up and smashed tits down to the canvas for a second time. Abigail and Christina dragged her up and Ratchford gave her yet a third "Implant Buster" before she felt she'd done enough. She rolled Lawrence over onto her back and hooked her left leg, reaching around behind her thigh to force two fingers into Jen Lawrence's pussy while she lay with her arms spread as if crucified, her right leg off at and angle, her foot turned outward.
Christina watched with interest as Ratchford pumped her fingers in and out of Lawrence, who despite being breathless, couldn't help responding to Abigail's skillfully applied pressure to her pleasure center. A third finger followed and Jen's arousal increased. Abigail kept up her fingering until, finally, four fingers were gliding easily in and out of Jen's juicy opening. Liquid streamed out to run down the crack of Lawrence's big, round ass, puddling on the canvas under her cheeks.
Abigail twisted her wrist a few times, then - just she'd done to Phoenix Marie - she added her thumb. When she tried to force her entire hand in Jen's vaginal opening, Lawrence moaned and lifted her head, her hands lifting slowly off the mat, reaching for her bright red, blushing, face and covered her eyes. Jen's right leg twitched, her foot jumping with each pumping thrust of Abigail's fist in her lush body; her breasts rippling on her heaving chest with every panting breath as the brunette drove the unwilling blonde closer and closer to both a climax, and an elimination.
When Jen came it was with a cry unlike any she'd ever uttered before; for indeed, Abigail's fist had caused her to experience a sensation unlike any she'd ever felt before. Unlike Phoenix, a squirter, Jen didn't put on a fireworks display for the fans... more like slow moving lava as her orgasmic juices flowed in a steady stream like a peaceful river. It kept coming, trickling across the canvas between her legs after Abigail dropped her left leg and wiped her hand - front and back - over Jen's smooth belly. Smiling, Abigail offered her hand to Christina Carter who looked at it, then took it and licked each of Abigail's fingers clean, smacking her lips and joking that Jen tasting better than tuna.
At ringside, Julia Ann and Charlize Theron were fuming, their faces red; their fists clenched. But they both knew, despite whatever had been written in the tournament rules, the commissioner was going to allow anything the referee saw fit to permit. Any protest they wanted to make would have to wait until after Jen Lawrence had suffered the humiliation and indignity. They both intended to take it up with Carter, especially Julia who knew exactly why Christina had allowed Ratchford to humiliate her teammate. It was personal and Julia wasn't going to let it go unpunished.
But for now, she had other problems to deal with. Just as with Phoenix Marie, Abigail and Christina each grabbed on of Jen's ankles and dragged her still panting and orgasming body over to the ropes and kicked her off the ring apron onto the floor where referee Kate Beckinsale waited with Charlotte McKinney, Adrianne Palicki Riley Steele along with both Romi Rain and Gemma Atkinson who were still waiting to see if they'd even be needed to fight. So far, Abigail Ratchford had disposed of two of the three Blond MILFs without any difficulty!
Julia Ann and Charlize were huddled with Blake Lively, Charlize trying to encourage Blake, telling her she's more fit, better and stronger than Ratchford. Julia, on the other hand, is giving Blake some tips on dealing with a woman like Abigail. Having seen the way Ratchford had blown right through Marie and Lawrence, Julia told Blake to appeal to Ratchford's ego. She told Blake.
"She thinks she's a titfighter, so challenge her to titfight. Trick her into taking off that damn leather bustier because Phoenix and Jen couldn't even make a dent in it. If you can get her out of it, use your athletic ability. With that and what I've taught you, you'll have no trouble making the bitch orgasm."Blake knew she couldn't show fear, so she put on her "Shallows" face and pretended that Abigail Ratchford was no more a threat than the great white she'd bested in her film. Of course, Abigail was a FAR GREATER THREAT, if only because Ratchford wasn't a special effects or camera trick, she was real and she obviously enjoyed her work.
Blake swung a long, limber, lean, leg through the ropes, being careful not to fall for the same trick Abigail used to get the advantage over Lawrence who she then devastated so quickly that poor Jen never recovered, being overwhelmed, overpowered and oversexed into an ignominious defeat on the fist of the big-busted brunette bruiser. It was something Blake vowed would never happen to her!
As they were about to square off, two loud, almost simultaneous, screams echoed thru the arena from the marked off area behind the Wonder Women's corner. Both women turned, unable to resist looking. Phoenix and Jen were both bent forward over a table from opposite sides. They were tied tit-to-tit around the neck, their hands behind them, legs spread wide and bound to the table legs. Behind each was a Wonder Women team member (McKinney and Atkinson) wearing thick strapons. At the ends of the table were two others, Steele and Palicki, each with an electric stimulation wand zapping the MILF maidens breasts, nipples and between their legs as they were being fucked.
Abigail looked at Blake,
"Give up now. We'll join them and save you a lot of pain and a big humiliation. Whaddya say?" Christina Carter would later tell people she thought Lively actually considered submitting the match when she hesitated, but then Blake shook herself free from doubt and told Abigail to go to hell! Abigail recoiled like she'd been slapped and Blake smirked - exactly the reaction Ratchford hoped for! Abigail shot out her right foot and kicked Blake right in her babymaker! The tall blonde gave a little squeak of pain as she grabbed her pussy and collapsed onto her knees as tears welled in her eyes!
Looking over at Julia and Charlize, Abigail read the looks on their faces and knew they realized at that moment that any hopes the Blonde MILFs had for the tournament title had been dashed. The Wonder Women were simply too good, too strong and too damn good looking not to win the whole thing. Julia and Charlize had come close last year, but they were both a year older now, well past their prime. 2018 was going to be Abigail, Romi, Gemma, Adrianne, Charlotte, and Riley's year!
Abigail was so in the moment, she didn't see Blake's fist - but boy - did she feel it! Lively drove an uppercut straight up between Abigail's thighs, her knuckles splitting the slit beneath her star-spangled blue shorts and nearly blowing the top off of Ratchford's head! Blake grabbed the front of Abigail's red and gold faux leather bodice and used it to pull herself to her feet. Once upright, she fired a knee up between the brunette's legs!
Ratchford dropped down so hard on her ass her breasts shot right up out of her top. She rolled over and struggled to her knees but Lively was on a roll and there would be no stopping her now! Blake wrapped her sinuous legs around Abigail's neck, then grabbed two handfuls of lustrous black hair and fell backward, dragging Ratchford over backward with her. Tightening her Scissors, Blake ratcheted up the pressure on Abigail's neck. The brunette thrashed wildly, flailing her arms from side-to-side and sweeping her long, limber, legs one way, then the other; all in her attempts to break Blake's constricting Scissors.
But nothing Abigail did worked and, her body weakened by her successful efforts to dominate both Phoenix and Jennifer, she just couldn't draw on enough strength to break free. As Lively's lovely limbs continued to cut off the oxygen to her brain, Abigail slowly succumbed to the undeniable power in Blake's ever-constricting legs. Once Abigail lay still, Blake Lively opened her legs, swung them around and bounced to her feet. Bending over Abigail, Blake struggled with the arcane hooks, snaps, and straps that frustrated her attempts to strip the brunette and open her up to Lively's finishing move.
After several minutes of fumbling around, trial-and-error, and simply dumb, bad luck, she eventually opened up Abigail's red, blue and gold costume to expose the lush body of the woman inside. Folding Abigail's legs back over her head, Blake straddled the back of Ratchford's legs, pinning her feet beside her head in a classic Matchbook. With Abigail's raised rump there for the taking, Blake licked her fingers and began to pump them up and down in Abigail's exposed puss. As Blake fingered her with her right hand, she used her left to reach back behind her to fondle Abi's bare bosom.
The combination of fingering and fondling was too much for the weary Ratchford who had used all her energy defeating Marie and Lawrence. She couldn't hold out for long and when she orgasmed, Abigail handed the Blonde MILFs their first point of the match. Blake stood up, sweat glistening on her brow, put her foot on Abigail's hip and tipped her over sideways at Christina Carter's feet.
"You took so much pleasure dragging my teammate's out of the ring," she said.
"Give me a big smile as you drag this slut's sorry ass over to my team corner." Christina grabbed Abigail's long, dark, hair in one hand and grunted as she struggled to drag her to the Blonde MILF corner where Kim Kardashian was waiting with a riding crop in her hand. After Christina rolled Abigail out of the ring, Kim cracked her across the ass with the riding crop as she herded her into the designated area where Julia, Charlize and Bella were waiting to get their hands on her.
Julia and Charlize grabbed Abigail who, despite her weakened condition, put up brief resistance before they got her bound hand and foot. Once she was under control, they folded her over the crowd control barrier and went to work on her upraised ass. Bella Thorne didn't participate, standing to one side, her hands on hips, lips pursed; the only member of the team who knew their hopes of winning the 2018 tournament were doomed as soon as this match ended. After some thought, she made a decision.
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In the ring, Romi Rain had climbed through the ropes in the Wonder Women side, ready to square off with Blake Lively - the unexpected victor in this contest - who'd earned Romi's respect by her performances, both in the ring and on the big screen! Romi was at a severe disadvantage against Lively who towered 5" over the shorter brunette and outweighed her by 20 pounds. But Romi Rain was not only a scrappy little brunette, she was considered one of the sneakiest and most vicious fighters in the porn star ranks. She'd beaten all the top porn stars in sexfights, titfights and NHB catfights. Of course, she'd lost some as well, but her winning percentage of 63.4% ranked her among the top five and Romi was determined that no mere "actress" was going to beat her.
Both women were both still in their tough, leather-like, body armor, though Blake's had a built-in flaw; the lightweight mesh cups over her breasts were hardly worth their cost while Rain's sturdy red & gold WW attire had proved itself impervious to every attack a Blond MILF had, so far, tried. So when Lively stood to face Romi, she put her hands on her hips and suggested,
"Let's strip down and fight like real women, nude." The audience, hearing her plaintive tone over the PA system laughed, seeing it for the feeble gesture it was; one made by a weak fighter that would be rejected by Rain. So a gasp went up when Romi agreed to accept the unusual offer.
"Can you give me a hand?" Romi asked, opening her arms and stepping up to Lively so Blake could unfasten the tricky button-and-loop closures of her costume. Blake hesitated, sensing a trick, but Romi assured her she was sincere. Carefully, Blake opened Romi's fasteners, starting at the bottom and working her way up. When Blake opened the last one, it released the tension on the stressed material and Romi's top popped open as her huge 34E breasts sprang forward from their restrictive confinement.
Blake, startled, recoiled in surprise, tripped, and fell on her ass. The crowd LOVED it; erupting in catcalls, guffaws and laughter - all at Blake Lively's expense. She scrambled up, her face red, blushing as she stepped back up to Romi. Blake reached around Romi's torso to remove her costume but as she leaned into her, Romi suddenly slammed her arms together and grabbed Lively in a crushing Bearhug! As Rain's strong arms tightened their hold on Blake's chest, the blonde MILF's eyes opened wide in surprise and shock.
As Romi tightened her embrace, she covered Blake's mouth with hers in an urgent kiss, the combination of the crushing Bearhug and her lascivious tongue filling Blake's defenseless mouth made it impossible for Blake to get a breath. With Romi's tongue deep in her throat, Blake struggled futilely against the strength and power in Romi's gym-toned and professionally trained biceps.
"Ummmmph....errrrrrrr..." Blake's muffled pleas were muted by the full lips crushing hers and Rain's long, strong, tongue invading and filling her mouth which reduced her plaintive cries for help to mere whimpers and nasal, snuffling, breathless sobs.
The Wonder Women in their corner whooped and hollered as the much shorter Romi continued to control Blake's ineffectual wriggling and squirming as her breathless body succumbed to the heartless brunette's trickery. Blake's knees buckled and as she began to drop, Romi went with her, almost gently laying Blake on the canvas as she lay down on top her, adding her 120+ pounds to the pressure already on Lively's chest. Romi's ploy had been a brilliant, and unscripted, response to Blake's hoped for try to lure the brunette into surrendering her team's biggest advantage, their well-conceived and smartly-executed design for a sexfighting suit that made its wearers almost invulnerable to a sexual attack.
As soon as Blake stopped moving, Romi released the Bearhug and started to strip Blake out of her leather bustier. After unzipping the front closure, she had little trouble pulling it off of Lively. Romi pulled Blake's legs together, then wrapped her leather bustier around them from thighs to ankles, and zipped it up behind her legs, immobilizing them completely. Now that she had taken the leggy blonde's best weapons out of the game, Romi was well on her way to victory!
Romi Rain rolled Lively onto her back and folded her bound legs back over her, then sat on the back of her legs, pressing her toes into the canvas mat just above Blake's head. The Matchbook had two great assets as a move; first, it severely hindered the victim's ability to breathe; and second, with her legs folded back it raised her hips so her pussy and anus were both easily accessible to someone (like Romi) sitting on the back of her legs! It was why Romi loved to use the Matchbook in sexfights.
The brunette spit on Blake's pussy, then again into the crack of her ass. Using two fingers of her right hand on Lively's pussy and the middle finger of her left on her ass, Romi began to alternate push and pull, so that at any moment, one of Blake's holes was being filled while the other was teased by a slow withdrawal. The Wonder Women had all worked with Romi on the technique since Rain insisted she experience it so she'd know exactly how it felt to her victim and what speed and rhythm to use with either hand.
Like in music, playing another women requires one thing
tempo that is more important than rhythm or a solid bass line. Romi quickly discovered Blake to be especially responsive to a 2:1 tempo (2 vaginal to 1 anal). Romi experimented a while before she achieved perfection, but as soon as she got into it, she felt Blake's body joining with her. After that, it didn't take long at all...
From the moment Romi Rain clamped her Bearhug on Blake, Christina Carter stopped paying attention and leaned on the ropes, watching the action at ringside in Team Wonder Women's corner where Phoenix and Jennifer were performing a duet of their own. Christina thought of recording it and selling the CD under the title, "Duet For Blonde Clitoris" but after listening more closely, she decided "Dueling Divas - Two Fists and Four Fingers" was a more apt descriptive title since Charlotte McKinney and Adrianne Palicki were keeping Lawrence in fine tune while Riley Steele and Gemma Atkinson had Phoenix Marie screaming at the top of her lungs. Christina was almost sorry it was going to end any second when Blake blew her top....and there she goes!!
With a breathless grunt and a tearful sob of humiliation, Blake Lively orgasmed right between Romi's second vaginal thrust and her anal withdrawal. Blake, like Jennifer, wasn't much of a squirter but she did give one mild spurt before the rest came boiling out and ran in a steady stream down onto her stomach where it pooled in her belly button. Romi gave a victorious shout as she raised her fist in the air and pumped it. Christina Carter pushed off the ropes with her ass and came over to Blake and used her index finger like a dip stick to check Lively's fluid levels. She licked it, pronounced herself satisfied, then took Romi's hand and raised it overhead. The result that everyone had expected since Phoenix Marie went down to an unexpectedly quick and easy defeat was now, finally, official.
With the hard work done, it was time to celebrate in the traditional Celebrity Sexfight Tournament style with a good, old-time,
"pussy party". The four Wonder Women took Phoenix Marie and Jen Lawrence from their corner and Romi Rain dragged the still dripping Blake Lively out of the ring to join the three referees in surrounding the other three members of The Blonde MILFS.
Charlize tried to use Abigail Ratchford as a shield for a hurried retreat down the aisle from their corner but referee Kim Kardashian ended that when she tripped Julia Ann and grabbed Charlize by one leg when she turned to run. Charlize dragged Kim several feet before Kate Beckinsale caught up with them and put an end to Theron's hopes of escape.
Bella Thorne just stood like a deer in the headlights, holding Abigail by the arm as the nine women scooped up Julia Ann and helped Kim and Kate secure the despertately struggling Theron who kept screaming,
"THIS IS WRONG! THIS IS AGAINST THE RULES!" at the top of her lungs.
Nobody cared or paid any attention to Theron's protest!
In seconds the other Blonde MILFs were out of their costumes, cuffed, tied, gagged, and otherwise restrained and under the compete and total control of the Wonder Women. The three referees joined in and all nine of them led the six now-nude and bound Blonde MILFs up the aisle toward the Wonder Women's locker room where their Victory Party would begin in earnest. Along the way, the six Blonde MILFs were pelted with drink cups, popcorn cartons (some still half full), peanut shells, and one angry old woman stuck Julia Ann in the ass with her umbrella! These were unhappy bettors who wagered (legal for this tournament) on The Blonde MILFs to win the match. Even more upset were those who'd included The Blonde MILFs in one of the exotic wagering pool bets.
This defeat, as one-sided and decisive as it was, almost surely spells the end of the MILFs chances of making it to the next round. At the bottom of their table, they'd not only have to win their next two matches by lop-sided scores, but will most likely still need help from another team, or two, to knock off their competition. Already two teams have booked 3 points while the MILFs looked fortunate to even get one here tonight.
As Kate Beckinsale "escorts" Theron up the aisle, she is slapping her ass and tits with a riding crop. Last year, Beckinsale had been the target of Theron and the other members of the 3 Blond MILFs team during and after matches Kate had been involved in with them. "They raped me over and over last year!" Kate complained for the last twelve months to anyone who'd listen. Whether or not her score is accurate or not, nobody who witnessed it doubts it happened. Now, it appears Beckinsale is going to get at least some level of satisfaction during the Wonder Women's locker room party. (continued below)
* * * RESULTS * * *
Tm Blond MILFs Result:
Wins: 0
Losses: 1
Orgasms Received: 1
Orgasms Given: 3
Tm BlondMILFs records: (Marie, 0-1; J-Law, 0-1; Lively, 1-1)
Tm Wonder Women Result:
Wins: 1
Losses: 0
Orgasms Received: 3
Orgasms Given: 1
Tm WW records: (Ratchford 2-1; Rain, 1-0; Atkinson, 0-0)
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