Squaring Up and Getting Off

Hello, naughty ones. I used to date a professional wrestler who agreed to show me some moves in his home gym. At first, I expected to learn how to execute flawless hammerlocks and maybe a playful pin or two. However, I soon found myself engaged in a kinky cage match with him. And I got so turned on that I decided to use a few of my own sexy moves to make him tap out.

Exactly Who Won the Kinky Cage Match?

We both gave as good as we got, and neither of us had any complaints. He showed me a textbook collar-and-elbow tie-up, steady hands guiding my posture. But that ended once I twisted free and swatted his ass, which definitely wasn’t regulation anywhere.

Surprise shone in his eyes first. Desire followed after I asked him if the big, strong, professional wrestler was scared of a sassy featherweight. He answered with a smirk, locked his arms around my waist, and ran me into the ropes, setting off our kinky cage match.

“Fuck you.”

“No, sweetheart,” he breathed against my ear. “I’m gonna fuck you. Right here, right now.”

He bent me over farther and started to push his cock inside me. But I was able to slip out of his grip and trip him.

He hit the mat with a thud and frowned when I laughed at him.

“Which one of us should tell everyone you got beaten up by a girl today? Me or you?” I teased, enjoying our kinky cage match.

He sprang to his feet and lunged at me.

Our Kinky Cage Match Devolved Into Several Sexy Submission Holds After That

We also talked a lot of shit as we circled each other. He answered my next lunge with a fireman’s carry before I hit the mat, breathless. While he was kneeling over me, he offered a pointer about bridging out, just before he buried his face between my legs. I quickly rolled over and caught him in a scissor that he broke out of easier than I expected.

“Who’s the champ?”

“Me!” I managed to roll him into a schoolboy pin. He used the hold to his advantage and proceeded to give me a good tongue-lashing.

I’m into erotic roleplay games where a chokehold can soften into a kiss, and trash talk morphs into moans. I also like to get crazy sometimes. For instance, read about my experience with kinky clown creampies, if you haven’t already.

Back to my kinky cage match with my sexy instructor/opponent. By the time I had composed myself enough to tap out, at his insistence, he’d already made me come twice.

Undeterred, I managed to spin around before he could stop me. And I soon had him convulsing and tapping the mat, surrendering to me and exploding at the same time.

Memories of that kinky cage match still turn me on whenever they come to mind.

What about you? Ready to be bested in the sexiest way ever? Or do you think you have what it takes to teach me a lesson? Call me, and let’s see who wins.