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Subject: {ASSM} The Epic Life of Cherry
Date: Sat, 18 Aug 2001 14:10:02 -0400
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FOR YOUR CONSIDERATION...THIS IS A SEXFIGHT AND WHILE I DO NOT CONDONE 
INCEST IT MAKES FOR A NICE *FICTIONAL* STORY; THIS SHOULD NEVER BE TRIED 
WITH FAMILY OR FRIENDS.  ENJOY.


Cherry Poppin' Cousins
By Stone

Chapter 1: Cherry Pickin'

"Oh God, Uncle Dave, I don't know how much longer I can hold on," the short 
little brunette moaned as she tried with all her strength to squeeze her 
legs harder.  "You can do it Cherry," Dave encouraged his slender 15 year 
old niece.  Bobby was wrestling his cousin when she had trapped his head 
between her robust thighs.  He took advantage of his positioning and started 
to assault the young girl's pussy with his tongue, using his hands to 
manipulate her clit.  She reached out and groped for the boy's dick but he 
made sure to keep his cock just out of her grasp because he knew she 
couldn't last much longer.  The scruffy haired blonde kid knew from 
experience how Cherry's pussy tasted right before she was about to cum.

"That a boy, Bobby," his mother, Cherry's aunt, cheered, encouraging her 
son.  "Make her scream, get her back from earlier!"  Cherry had bested Bobby 
in the first round, quickly wrestling him onto his back and jerking him off 
for the quick victory; he was also 15 but had inherited his father's best 
physical traits--which included a nice long, thick cock.  Cherry lost her 
grip and Bobby quickly rolled her up in a matchbook.

"That's it, Bobby, now fuck her brains out!" his mother, Joy, ordered.  He 
obligingly obeyed and stuck his hard cock into Cherry's wet twat.  She 
wasn't in any position to fight back or even begrudge her current situation. 
  She lay on her back, with her knees dangling in front of her face and 
accepted the oncoming orgasm.  The two were certainly a site; Cherry's eyes 
were closed as she bit her lip to keep from screaming out in delight, trying 
to fight back the waves of pleasure.  Bobby was sweating and panting from 
the earlier exertion but he certainly seemed to be enjoying himself while he 
pounded in and out of his cousin's clean shaven pussy.  Finally Cherry 
blurted out, "Fuck me!  Yes!  Yes!  Oh, shit, I'm cummmmmmmming!  Don't 
stop!  Uh-huh, yes.....OH!"

Bobby pulled out and released Cherry, laying her down while she tried to 
catch her breath.  Joy high-fived her son, telling him he did a great job.  
She jerked his hard cock, making him moan.  "Mmmm, momma's boy looks like he 
wants some relief," she cooed and bent down to take him into her mouth.  
Dave went over to check on his niece who was still lying on the carpet, 
soaked in sweat, enjoying the post coital glow.  Cherry was tired and 
fucked, she told her uncle that she needed a break before the last match.  
"I know," he said, patting the girl on her head while he listened to his 
son's moans and the obnoxious sucking noise as his mother blew him.  They 
both simultaneously turned their heads to see Bobby reaching into his 
mother's bra--it was all she had on--and squeezing her smallish tits.

"You did a great job," Dave said, while he tried not to stare at Cherry's 
breasts as her chest rose and fell with her breathing.  A pool of her sweat 
had started to gather on the hard wood floors and he went to fetch a towel, 
ignoring the sight of his wife's head going up and down while she milked her 
son.  He caught a glimpse of himself in the bathroom mirror, he was 
exceptionally handsome for a man in his early 40's.  It was crazy to believe 
that in the course of a month all of this had happened.  He had come home 
one day to see his wife and son wrestling around in the basement.  Joy said 
they were just fooling around but he knew something was going on.  That 
nagging little voice in his head told him that if he had put an immediate 
stop to their incestual relationship maybe they wouldn't have ruined 
Cherry's life by dragging her into their perverted games; not that the 
curvaceous teen seemed to mind.

Dave knew when he married Joy that she used to wrestle other men and women 
but he had believed her when she said that those days were over.  He was 
sure that she had been wrestling other people but Dave still wondered how 
long Bobby and his mother had been having relations for.  It was during the 
summer of Bobby's first year of high school that he noticed a change in the 
boy.  He was looking more muscular and had started to wear only his boxers 
around the house.  It was one night when Dave went to screw his wife that he 
found her pussy loose and demanded an explanation.  She explained that Bobby 
and her had been sexfighting for the past 6 months and it was harmless.  
"Just a mother trying to bring her son some relief," she said.  Dave didn't 
know why he didn't do something about that but Joy had made a subtle 
suggestion that if he, Dave, tried to do anything to break up their 
situation, he would befall a grim fate.

He still loved his wife but soon she was wrestling Bobby at every 
opportunity, they never even did it behind his back anymore.  Their impunity 
angered Dave and he only started training Cherry when he found out that 
Bobby and Joy had brought her into their deviant sexual world.  They never 
raped the girl, she said she enjoyed wrestling, but the girl didn't have a 
chance against the experienced couple.  Dave had met Joy during an apartment 
wrestling tournament where he fell in love with her so he knew a lot and 
taught it to his niece.  She became his student and he showed her submission 
holds and the like.  He had a hard time teaching the young thing how to 
sexfight.  Although Dave was only human, he still had reservations about 
rolling around naked with the nubile teenager.

Cherry had light auburn hair with a light speckling of freckles on her cute 
face.  She was incredibly busty for her age and assumed it came from her 
mother's side (his sister-in-law).  She was 5'3" and weight about 130lbs, a 
lot of it from her perky 36D cup boobs and round ass.  She was incredibly 
sexy and he often found it "hard" to get close to her without getting a 
stiff erection.  Still, it showed when his prodigy often lost when the fight 
turned into a sexual duel.  Cherry often wrestled her cousin and had about a 
2-10 streak going for her, including the last match.  She had surprised Dave 
by being so aggressive by going straight after Bobby's prick; he wondered 
just how experienced she was really getting.  Cherry didn't seem to mind 
losing so much but it was obvious she enjoyed winning a lot more.  He made a 
mental note that he would have to teach her how to survive in a battle of 
the sexes.

When he came out, his wife and son were cuddling on the couch while Cherry 
had gotten up for a breather.  Dave handed the naked girl a towel, she 
thrust her chest out to towel off her luscious mounds, when Joy asked if the 
two teens were ready for another match.  They both gave an affirmative and 
the parents sat side by side as they watched their son and niece lock up.  
Bobby twisted around behind the spunky brunette and yanked her arm back in a 
hammerlock.  He applied more pressure and forced Cherry to bend at the waist 
so her round breasts were dangling beneath her.  She looked up and Dave 
could see the worry in her eyes as Bobby placed his stiff member at the 
entrance to her tunnel.  "Ohh," she sighed while Bobby slowly pushed his way 
past her pussy lips and dipped his tool deeper into her warm, inviting cunt.

Cherry whimpered while her cousin applied more pressure to the hammerlock, 
practically bending her in two as he humped her from behind.  Her hand 
clawed around on the floor, trying to keep her balance as she was reamed out 
by the boy's big prick.  Through sheer luck, Cherry reached between her legs 
and grabbed Bobby's ankle.  Pulling forward, she knocked the blonde lad off 
balance and he toppled backward, pulling the perky teen with him.  She found 
herself sitting on his chest and took advantage by positioning herself on 
top of Bobby's face, smothering him with her bare pussy and extending his 
legs forward in a reverse matchbook.  She licked at his quivering cock that 
was pointing at her face like a loaded gun; Bobby's moans were muffled as he 
started to tongue his cousin's box.

They were locked in a strange vertical 69 as Cherry deep-throated the boy's 
steel member, her head bobbing up and down while she moaned with her mouth 
full of cock.  Bobby slid a finger into Cherry's ass that drove the brunette 
mad with desire and she started sucking at his cock like a woman possessed.  
Finally the young man's body started twitching and Cherry pulled her mouth 
off just in time to get a face full of her cousin's creamy white jizz, which 
shot off like a cannon.  She continued to grind her ass on Bobby's face 
until she also came violently, collapsing on the floor next to him, still 
stroking his deflating cock.

Dave was overjoyed with his ward's victory but he could tell Joy was a 
little miffed that her baby boy had lost twice so easily.  "You men always 
do cum too fast," she said with a bitterness in her voice that made Dave 
angry.  "I'll have to teach him a thing or two later tonight if he wants to 
beat Tonya."  Dave knew what she meant, Joy intended to enter her son the 
apartment wrestling tournament that started this weekend.  No doubt there 
was a teenage to young adult section and even though he didn't know who this 
mysterious Tonya was, he was sure it meant Bobby would know the sort of life 
Dave himself had lead until meeting Joy.  He knew there was no reasoning 
with his wife so he grabbed the towel and wiped his son's secretions off his 
niece's face.  Joy told him to take her home, Bobby and her had some lessons 
to go over.

He picked up the busty teen and carried her upstairs into the bedroom where 
he helped her get dressed.  He was amazed that she had adapted so easily to 
Bobby's sexually aggressive style but knew that there was a lot she needed 
to learn.  Almost as if she was reading his mind, Cherry asked, "Uncle Dave, 
I was hoping you would teach me how to sexfight like Aunt Joy and Bobby?"  
He knew she had picked up the basics but knew this day would come.  Dave 
looked down at the voluptuous young thing lying naked on his bed, her 
nipples were about half an inch long and sticking straight at him like 
pointy arrows, her areolas were about the size of a silver dollar, taking up 
a good portion of her large, malleable breast.

"Pleeeeeease," she whined, stroking the bulge in his jeans.  He groaned; 
Dave didn't want to become like his wife, taking advantage of such a young 
person and possibly scarring them for life.  "But," Dave rationalized to 
himself, "she had gotten this far and certainly seemed to want to learn 
more."  He nodded and Cherry thanked her uncle and gave him a big hug.  
Cherry's hot breath against his neck, her stiff nipples digging through his 
shirt, her soft kiss of appreciation made it extremely hard for Dave to 
fight the temptation to simply throw the sexy teen tyro on the bed and 
wildly make love to her.  Dave fought off his urges and said they would 
train tomorrow if she was feeling up to it.  "Right now," he said, "we've 
got to get you home or else your parents will suspect something."

"Oh don't worry, Uncle Dave," she said, while putting her underwear back on, 
"they think I'm at the 'Y' working out.  Although I am getting one hell of 
an exercise when I come here, huh?"  The brunette winked and giggled; Dave 
started to laugh when he heard a lot of yelling coming from downstairs.  He 
left Cherry to get dressed; when he reached the basement Dave saw his wife 
sitting on her son's back, holding one of his legs in a half-Boston crab and 
her other fist was pounding into the young lad's loins, literally smashing 
his balls into the wood.  Before he could even say anything, Joy gave her 
husband a stern look and muttered, "He's being punished, my boy will learn 
not to let his dick lead him around like it did his father!"  Bobby was 
crying but Joy just looked at Dave and told him to "Take that slut home, I'm 
training our son to be the best and sometimes tough love is the only 
answer."  Dave begrudgingly left while Joy began to verbally berate her son, 
telling him to be a man and other such emasculating statements.

Cherry asked what the noise was and Dave told her it was nothing, "Just your 
aunt and cousin wrestling around.  C'mon, I'll take you home."  In the car, 
Cherry was constantly rubbing on her uncle's crotch, telling him she 
couldn't wait to get the training she always wanted.  Dave wasn't in the 
mood, after watching his son getting a vasectomy via his wife's knuckles he 
was fighting that sympathetic pain all males get when someone even mentions 
"low blow."  He had an overwhelming urge to simply break down and go to a 
bar, just to alleviate his worries about his son and niece becoming 
depraved, lust puppets like all of the other sexfighters he knew in the 
past, like he used to be.  Dave didn't say much but reassured his niece by 
saying she had a good fight and that they would begin the marathon tomorrow. 
  "Be sure to tell your parents you'll be gone all day," he said, to which 
the sexy brunette responded by winking and licking her lips in a devilishly 
cock-teasing manner before running around the corner to where her house was. 
  She lived in the suburbs but her uncle made it a point never to be seen 
dropping her off or else his sister-in-law would start to get curious.

The whole drive home, Dave started to fantasize about Cherry's sexy body, 
her full tits and pert, round ass; he imagined fucking her like his son had 
done earlier.  He wondered just how tight that young pussy was.  Apparently 
Bobby had recovered because he was holding his mother's wrists down while he 
buried his rod in Joy's pussy while the blonde woman moaned and wrapped her 
legs around her son's waist, pulling him in deeper.  "I'll just be 
upstairs," Dave said to which Bobby responded with an, "Okay, dad."  He 
couldn't believe the boy's resiliency; if his nuts had taken that kind of 
pounding he would've had to check into the hospital or at the very least 
bleed whenever he peed.  His boy however had developed balls of steel, 
probably due to his mother's constant training over the years.

He sat on the couch and came across a rerun of Son of the Beach and it was 
the only motivation he needed to whip it out and start jerking right there.  
The whole day had excited him so much that it wasn't long before he was 
shooting off.  Luckily Cherry's towel was still lying there and he quickly 
grabbed it as he let loose a long sigh.  "Tomorrow is gonna be one hell of a 
day," Dave thought to himself before he started to drift off.


Chapter 2: The Training of Cherry

The metal weights clanged together.

"Ugh, shit," Dave mumbled, sweat running down his forehead.  He emitted a 
loud grunt and pushed the metal bar up once more for a final press; a vein 
popping out in his head like Matthew Lillard.  The gym was quiet; it usually 
was at 3 in the morning.  It was dangerous to bench without a spotter but he 
needed the break anyway.  Dave sat up; his red t-shirt was soaked in his own 
sweat.  He got up slowly; he needed an ice pack for his genitals which still 
hurt from his battles with Cherry.  The young girl certainly knew her way 
around in a fight and had given her uncle a run for his money.

Dave was proud, he had taught his young niece so much in the last few weeks 
that he was astounded how she handled herself against him.  They had 
wrestled for five hours straight, only taking a couple of five minute breaks 
when Dave could not take anymore.  For a 15 year old teenage girl, Cherry 
had put her uncle through the proverbial ringer.  "She must've been 
studying," he thought to himself while he went into the locker room to 
shower off.

Remarkably he still got hard thinking about the busty little teen's body 
rubbing against him, the feeling of her young, tight pussy as it stretched 
to receive his thick cock.  She would whimper and start to hump backwards 
while he fingered her little asshole, "She's a real sex machine," he 
thought, stroking himself gently in the shower.  Their last match of the day 
had worn out Dave.  They had just come back from one of their breaks when 
Cherry surprised her uncle and tackled him from behind.  They rolled around 
until Dave wound up on top, pinning her wrists down with knees.  He was 
about to compliment her on taking advantage of a surprise attack when she 
started to lick the underside of his semi-hard member.

They had already had quite a few fuck-fights earlier, sometimes ending in a 
69 but mostly with Cherry's uncle fucking her with his big tool.  Rarely had 
she the advantage of sucking on his prick and it turned out to be Dave's 
weakness.  Rather than trying to pull her mouth off or reposition himself, 
Dave started to fuck his niece's face.  She could only take about half of it 
in her mouth before she started gagging.  Dave reached back and started to 
play with the girl's clit, making his opponent hornier.  Soon, Cherry had 
about two-thirds of her uncle's cock buried in her mouth, she breathed 
heavily through her nose and moaned while his index finger pushed in and out 
of her puckered asshole.

Cherry was bobbing her head on Dave's meat, licking her way up and down 
until he could take no more and shot his load into his niece's hot mouth.  
She came around the same time, her pussy clenching down on the two fingers 
he had buried in there, as droplets of cum dribbled out of her mouth.

Dave had to take Cherry home after that--first letting her have a chance to 
get cleaned up--and he congratulated her on doing so well.  "I picked up a 
few tricks from watching Bobby and Aunt Joy," Cherry said while in the car 
on the way to her house.  Suddenly Dave got an idea.  "Hey, what would you 
say if I entered you in that tournament this weekend, the one Bobby is gonna 
be in," he asked.  Cherry's eyes lit up and she practically squealed she was 
so excited.  "Really, Uncle Dave, you could do that?"  He nodded and Cherry 
hugged her uncle, kissing him seductively when they reached a stop sign.  
She slid a hand into his lap and started to rub his growing erection.

"You know," she said, unzipping her uncle's jeans, "my parents are out of 
the house for another hour.  They went to a parent/teacher meeting at my 
school.  Would you want to come in and fool around?"  Dave found it hard to 
fight his hormones when the young slut started to flick her tongue around 
the tip of his cock, like it was a lollipop.  He held the back of her head 
as it bobbed up and down.  Reluctantly he told her to stop.  "Not tonight, 
Cherry," he said and adjusted himself, zipping up.  She looked a little hurt 
but Dave explained.

"Look Cherry, you're a great girl.  You fight incredibly and yes you are a 
wonderful lay but I don't to turn into your aunt.  I'm not your boyfriend; 
think of me as your coach.  What we did today can't become a regular thing.  
It's okay to wrestle boys in your own age class, which is why I want you to 
enter this tournament; I think you may even have a chance to win if you 
fight as hard as you did against me today."  She still looked like she was 
about to cry so Dave finally said that if she wanted to wrestle him again, 
"Just for practice," than that would be acceptable.  This cheered her up and 
Cherry hugged her uncle.  He dropped her off at the corner, just in case the 
neighbors happened to be nosy, and kissed his niece goodbye.  She grabbed 
one of his hands and pushed it to her right tit, making him squeeze it hard.

Dave finished in the shower and dried off.  When he got home he called his 
old friend Peter and asked him who was running the teen tournament.  He had 
entered Cherry in the apartment battle and got the location of where the 
first round would be held.

When his wife got home, Bobby appeared to be a bit sore but still wore a 
confident grin; his mother's arm was draped over his shoulder, showing how 
proud she was of him.  Dave informed Joy that he entered his niece into the 
tournament which didn't quite get the reaction he had hoped for.

"Go ahead and enter that little slut of yours, if it comes down to her and 
my boy, he'll make that bitch scream his name.  If we get lucky she'll even 
become his sex slave; if they still have the same rules from when I used to 
wrestle.  The first round was in two days so Dave had to get Cherry ready if 
she wanted to handle her opponent.  Tommy was the name of the kid she was 
going against.  All Dave knew was that he was a 15 year old boy, no doubt he 
was well endowed or had previous fight experience, anybody who was unlucky 
enough to enter into this underground world of sex had at least one of those 
features.  He hoped it was a rookie kid because he wasn't quite sure how she 
would fare against someone better than Bobby.



Chapter 3: The Tournament -Round 1  (Bobby vs Tonya)

A crowd of maybe thirty had gathered in the penthouse of some downtown loft 
for to watch the two teens go at it.  Dave had brought Cherry so that she 
could see exactly what would go on when it was her turn to wrestle.  They 
had gone through another round of training, this time he made sure to school 
her in how to apply submission holds and how to escape them as well.  She 
did rather well, especially during when they paired off for the sexfight.  
Dave was impressed by how long his niece had lasted when he fucked her; she 
only lost when he played with her asshole, it was a definite hot spot for 
the teen.

His son Bobby was grappling with a dark haired 16 year old girl.  She had an 
ample chest, not as large as Cherry's, about a 36C with a nice tight body.  
She wore a black bra and panty set--that matched her dark hair--while Bobby 
had on a pair of white briefs.  The league never had many rules, with the 
only two exceptions being no interference and only an orgasm wins the match, 
but one that was agree upon was that only underwear or swimsuit be worn when 
fighting--unless a nude match was decided by both fighters.  Tonya was well 
toned, her arms and legs had bulging muscles; Dave wondered if the girl 
wasn't some kind of an athlete or gymnast.  The girl definitely worked out 
and he wondered if his son could take her, since he was just a scrawny 15 
year old kid.

Of course Bobby had an ego bigger than his dick--which was pretty impressive 
in it's size, for a lad his age--so he brazenly walked up to the girl, in the 
fighter's pit, and told her that she might as well get on all fours now 
because that was where she would be at the end of the fight anyway.

The female woman who hosted the match also doubled as the referee and yelled 
out, "Begin!"  Immediately, Bobby wrapped his arms around the girl's thin 
waist and they twisted around until both landed on the blue gym mats which 
had been placed over top of the hardwood floors.  They landed with a thump 
and both of them started to roll around, each trying to get the dominant 
position.  Dave was impressed by this girl, she obviously knew her way 
around the mat and he was afraid her experience would outmatch whatever 
skill Bobby had--if any.  For some weird reason, Tonya suddenly stopped 
fighting back.  Instead she just lay on top of Bobby, legs spread, while he 
tried to buck her off him.

"Damn," Joy muttered.  Dave asked what the girl was doing and his wife 
informed him that, "The little bitch is letting him get worn out.  He's got 
no stamina; just like all you men!"  Dave didn't like the sound in his 
wife's voice but quickly turned his attention back to the match when the 
guy, a rather heavy set gentleman, shouted, "Yea, now get her panties!"  He 
looked over to see his son had pulled Tonya onto her back by hooking his 
legs under her armpits.  Of course he went right after the girl's bra and 
had ripped it off by the sides--nobody wears anything expensive to a fight 
where clothing might be torn apart, so cheap material was in essence the 
whole plan--, the remnants strewn across the girl's firm abs.  She rolled 
backwards after Bobby had pulled her long legs straight up in the air when 
he removed her panties.

Of course, being a complete asshole like his mother, Bobby sniffed Tonya's 
panties and smiled back at his opponent, winking.  But his boy fell for the 
fake out when she feigned a tie up and instead grabbed Bobby's briefs and 
yanked them down around his ankles.  The women cheered, only in support of 
the dark haired vixen getting one back for herself, while most of the men 
clapped at seeing the young lad's tool.  Bobby made the mistake of trying to 
pull his underwear up.  When he reached down, Tonya grabbed him in a front 
face headlock--a DDT position, but such dangerous moves weren't allowed in 
apartment fighting (unless circumstances permitted)--and smoothly slid around 
to get him in a hammerlock.  She poured on the leverage, pulling Bobby's 
wrist high up on his back so sunk to the mat and laid on it with his 
forehead.

Cherry laughed because this was the same position she had been put in only a 
few days ago by her cousin and now he knew what it was to be forced into 
such a humiliating position.  Tonya reached between Bobby's legs and wrapped 
her thin fingers around his thick tool and began to beat his meat, rubbing 
her thumb into the tip as pre-cum oozed out and dripped onto the mat.  He 
could do very little, every time Bobby tried to move, Tonya would only add 
more pressure.  She slid a thumb into his ass when she thought he was 
nearing completion.

Joy was absolutely furious, she was so frustrated that her son, the one whom 
she had been bragging to all her old apartment wrestling friends would win 
the tournament and make her proud, now he was cumming all over the blue gym 
mats while a girl not even six months his senior milked him with one hand.  
Bobby got up and he could not even look at anyone he was so ashamed at 
losing.  Tonya picked up Bobby's briefs and sniffed them while everyone 
applauded her victory.  Joy took her son out to the car, sans underwear, 
while the mat was cleaned up for the next match; Cherry's.



Chapter 4: The Tournament (Cherry vs Tommy)

Dave gave his niece a massage telling her she has nothing to be nervous 
about.  Surprisingly Cherry felt nothing but an eagerness to get into the 
ring.  Cherry wore a running suit which covered her entire body so Dave 
never got a chance to approve what she would be wearing, he didn't want her 
to get stripped too quickly.  When Cherry entered the pit, she unzipped the 
blue Nike outfit to display a sexy tanned body.  She wore an orange 
bikini--with a slightly conservative bottom--which just about matched her skin 
color.  Her hair had turned into a light shade a blonde, she said it was 
from the sun; it hung down to her shoulders.  Her opponent was a skinny boy 
named Tommy.  He was about an inch or two taller than Cherry and looked like 
he weighed maybe 100 pounds.  Her opponent was just some skinny boy, if she 
could beat Bobby than she could beat anybody.  Besides, it looked like she 
already had the sexual advantage looking at bulge growing in his miniscule 
navy blue Speedos while he stared at her ripe, full tits.  .  His face 
wasn't overly handsome but Cherry thought he was kind of cute.  His curly 
brown hair hung in his face.

When they got close to lock up, Tommy whispered, "None of that rough stuff, 
okay?"  Cherry nodded and the female referee shouted, "Go!"  Immediately, 
they went for each other's hair, Cherry squealed as her now blonde locks 
were used to crank her head to the side.  She was quickly put in a headlock, 
while Tommy kept a handful of her hair to pull her around with.  Cherry was 
paraded in front of everyone and her face turned red more from embarrassment 
than being in the headlock.  She kept slapping at Tommy's back while she was 
dragged across the room; her head hurt and she was getting a little pissed 
off at being shown up so early in the match.

"You want to see her tits?" she heard the boy ask out loud to which a lot of 
the men and women shouted for him to strip her.  Cherry tried yanking up on 
his Speedo's but that only made Tommy angry.  He released the headlock and 
kicked out the back of Cherry's knees, while keeping a handful of her hair.  
She cried out as she was bent backwards, arching her back at a painful 
angle.  Soon she felt a rush of cool air on her breasts and the cups getting 
pulled up from the bottom as her boobs jiggled free of their restraint.  The 
room was full of catcalls;  "Pinch her nips, kid!" she heard a male voice 
yell out.  Cherry's hands were scratching at Tommy's wrists and in her 
helpless situation a cold chill ran up her back when the boy's fingers 
reached their target.  He tweaked them gently, getting Cherry's nipples 
harder before he gave them a painful twist.

She bit her lip, knowing that her pain would only bring him joy.  Tommy gave 
Cherry's big spongy tits a good squeeze, kneading them with his right hand 
while his left still had a hold of her hair.  In desperation, Cherry reached 
out and pulled down Tommy's Speedo's just enough for his dick to pop out, 
sticking out like a missile ready to launch.  The reaction was a few laughs 
as his size was not that impressive--in comparison to Bobby's monster.  It 
was more long and lean than thick, maybe a good 8 inches or so.  Tommy was 
unfazed and didn't stop Cherry when she started to stroke his cock to full 
hardness while he felt up her firm tits.

He looked over at his opponent and saw Cherry licking her lips while she 
jacked him off.  "Oh, you want to suck it, huh?" he asked, in a patronizing 
manner.  Cherry nodded--the best she could with the death grip Tommy had on 
her hair--, continuing to slide her hand up and down his length.  She was 
thrown onto the floor, like a cheap whore who was disregarded after the deed 
was done and saw Tommy take off his Speedo, posing like he was trying to 
imitate Hulk Hogan by flexing his non-existent muscles.  It got a few laughs 
but it also gave Cherry a chance to recover.  She was angry at being treated 
so lightly and stood up, throwing off her top, palms open like she really 
wanted to wrestle.  The triangle tan lines from her sunbathing were apparent 
as her big jugs jiggled while she bounced on her heels, waiting for Tommy to 
make the first move.

He laughed at her and faked a spear, making Cherry jump back.  Tommy turned 
around to make some comment to a member of the audience when Cherry pushed 
him.  When he turned around, the stacked blonde slapped him across his face 
with a loud "smack".  The audience made a loud, "Ohhhh!" which really upset 
Tommy who looked absolutely incredulous.  Cherry abruptly backhanded her 
impudent opponent and, while he "sold" the slap, dove for his legs, tripping 
Tommy up and sending them crashing onto the blue mats.  Cherry quickly 
entwined her legs around his waist and squeezed while she started jacking 
his long pole.  Tommy was able to slip two fingers into Cherry's pussy; the 
humiliation at having her breasts exposed did excite her, for what reason 
she didn't know but it was enough encouragement to slip the pulsating head 
in between her pouty lips and suck hard.

"Oh...s-shit," Tommy moaned, ceasing his digital manipulation of his busty 
opponent; Cherry was slurping loudly but had about half of his stalk in her 
mouth while beating her fist up and down the rest of it.  Tommy however was 
able to pry open one of Cherry's legs and sent a rather weak punch to that 
tender spot right below the belly button.  It wasn't a low blow, since it 
was above the pelvic region, but the damage was done.  Cherry cried out and 
rolled away clutching her tummy; it was more of a sensitive spot than the 
punch hurting.

Tommy sat up with a big shit eating grin on his face as he faced Cherry's 
bottom, the girl was face down on the mat gasping for air not knowing what a 
vulnerable position she was in.  "Ahhhhh," she yelled while Tommy entered 
her from behind, pulling her head up by her blonde hair.  Dave was forced to 
watch was his niece was fucked in a doggystyle position, her eyes shut tight 
from the unauthorized invasion.  He did not feel anger only a sense of loss 
as a red flush covered Cherry's face and chest, her tits swinging like a 
tree in the wind as Tommy humped into the teen's vise-like cunt like a 
piston.

Tommy leaned forward, licking the sweat off the back of Cherry's neck, 
grabbing one of her big tits, and breathing heavily into her ear.  He yanked 
Cherry's head up further by her hair, while still eagerly fucking the young 
girl, and asked Cherry if she liked getting treated like the slut she was.  
She didn't answer fast enough for him and when Tommy pinched her nipple, 
Cherry bit her lip to keep from screaming out in pleasure.  Although she 
never admitted it, the sexy teen loved the whole pain and pleasure combo, 
not in an S&M kind of way, but the straight on rough sex is what drove her 
crazy.  "Tell me how much you fucking like my dick, you cunt!" he ordered.

Cherry whimpered while Tommy pawed at her breasts like a dog in heat, 
whispering the dirty things he would like to do to her.  Tommy bottomed out 
so his balls were slapping against her clit, he released her hair and began 
fucking at an incredible pace.  She slapped the mats before balling her 
fists and whimpering out a loud, intense orgasm, which left her limp.  
Tommy, being the unconscionable prick that he is, pulled out--making a noisy 
slushing sound as he exited Cherry's pussy--and rolled his beaten opponent 
onto her back.  He stroked himself a couple of times before shooting his wad 
all over Cherry's breasts and face, completely humiliating the young girl.

The ref called an end to the match and declared Tommy the winner by orgasm.  
She raised his hand while his still hard dick swung about like an elephants 
trunk.  Dave helped his niece up off the mat while the crowd gave her a 
standing ovation, it was her first match and she worked her ass off.  It 
didn't really matter that she lost because she had the heart of a champion; 
she would be seen again very soon.  What bothered Dave the most was that 
right before when he went to wipe Tommy's spooge off her face, Cherry's 
tongue shot out and licked the dollop hanging on her lips; she purred a 
little, seemingly enjoying the taste of her defeat.  It would be a few days 
before she would agree to come back over for another match against her 
cousin but when she did, she received a big surprise.


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