Sexfighters episode 1

 Story and commission by PwrRangerz

Chiyo is the love of my life. It sounds cheesy, and I am quite embarrassed to admit it, but I fell for her the second I laid eyes on her in a recreational MMA class at the local gym three years ago. 

After a long courtship, hot dates and a couple of years of living together, we finally married a few months back. With solid careers, we bought a nice house in the suburbs and started talking about starting a family.  

There was nothing to complain about in our relationship. However, there was always a nagging feeling that there was some “untapped potential” in our marriage, that we were both suppressing something from each other. 

One day, as I was getting back from work, I racked my brain at the issue. My mind wandered off to my past, and I suddenly remembered the sexfighting fetish I developed back in college. Oh man, those were some times. 

I worked hard and partied hard in college. Though for me “party hard” was erotic thrill of finding a feisty girl seeking to fight and wrestle me for sexual dominance with the winner being the one to make the other cum first or declare their submission while orgasming. 

I sated my appetite by participating in a private underground sexfighting club. To be honest, it felt highly suspect at first, this wasn’t some shady club where people fought for money in front of an audience. No, the club was a matchmaking hub and space where enthusiasts with a sexfighting fetish can arrange for private matches. At the club every fighter wore masks, set up specialized rules for each fight and respected each other’s privacy. The only prize was the understanding you are both going to fuck the brains out of each other and a hard copy video given to only the participants. 

I hid my fetish from Chiyo, seeing it as the flings of my  younger wilder self, a behavior that is incompatible and unnecessary for my marital life. 

I opened the door and quietly walked into the living room, wanting to surprise my wife after getting home early. I was met with a naked Chiyo, masturbating to two videos playing side by side on the television screen. 

I stole a glance at the television and saw the mask on the man and woman on the videos. Oh f**k was the only words in my head as I came to the realization that the videos are of the last two sexfights I had during senior year, both with the same girl. I couldn’t help but think back to the fights as they were the most physically and sexually thrilling matches during my time at the club, with each fight lasting over an hour. 

I remember the first fight clearly. In front of me was this bombshell of a girl in a lacy pink mask that looked as it was a part of a risque lingerie set. She was full of energy, with a girly aura that glossed over the feisty sexual beast underneath. She was the one who suggested that the fight would be no holds barred and cannot stop until one side begged for mercy or can no longer continue.

I was way too overconfident in my first fight. It was close for the first twenty minutes, as we placed each other in various holds with no one getting the upper hand. I felt her moan in pleasure every time I placed her in a hold and cum when rubbed my cock against her pussy. But all it did was energize her and turn her on. She eventually capitalized on my mistakes and placed me in a deadly head scissor. 

Her open vagina and butt cheeks engulfed my vision as she started to choke the life out of me. There was nothing I could do except mumble my submission while being smothered by her pussy while cumming into her hands. However,  she was quite the sadist, pretending not to hear my surrender while holding the headscissor in a way that brought the pain but kept me conscious. 

As I struggled, she forced my dazed self to lick her pussy while she engulfed my cock with her mouth. Every time I orgasmed and cummed into her mouth, she would punch and bite my balls to get me erect again before resuming her blowjob which felt like putting my cock in a vacuum cleaner. She didn’t stop until my cock went limp and remained limp after nearly an hour of constant cumming. 

Not completely convinced that she had drained me dry, she punched and bit my balls, then bit my cock to make sure that there was nothing left in the tank. She finished off by stroking my cock with her hands andvsucking the tip to squeeze out the last of my semen. Finally satisfied, she forced me to make her pussy cum once more before knocking me out.