SWINGER CLUB VACATION ENCORE
My thanks to adventerer2003 for allowing me to use his scenario and cast of characters from SWINGER CLUB VACATION found in this section. Also, Tiberius J.C.; author of SWINGERS also found in this section. Both are great reads.
My name is Pete. My wife, Melissa and I just participated a very successful weekend with a young couple in our home which we dominated. See A DREAM CUM TRUE in this section. We where looking for new and exciting adventures. I heard about this swingers club so we boarded a plane, checked into a hotel nearby and here we are.
It was huge, dimly lit room. A long bar was to one side There where tables scattered all around and a ring in the middle of the room. The ring looked regulation size with four ropes; corner turnbuckles; a smooth, soft grey mat; brightly lite; but only about a foot off the floor. Most of the tables had couples sitting at them. A few had two women and a few had a few couples at them. I wore a pair of tight black pants and a golf shirt. My wife Melissa had a very tight, very short and very lowcut red dress. I felt everyone was watching us. I loved it.
We sat down at an vacant table. I looked around. There where some good looking babes here. Some couples where being very intimate. Most of the guys had bulges in their trousers; me included.
"Hi, I'm Melissa. I will be taking care of you tonight. Can I get you anything to drink?" I looked up to see a cute, brunette in a half open blouse and tight black slacks standing beside our table. I ordered rye with a beer chaser and my Melissa ordered the house wine.
"This is also Melissa." referring to my wife. The waitress smiled at her. "Nice name." "So what are you guys looking for tonight?" she continued.
"What is the ring for?" I innocently asked.
"Wrestling. Mostly the girls. Some audience; some couples; some guys; any dress from bikini to topless to nude is ok. We have some house girls that wrestle each other. Lots of fun." the brunette continued. " I am wrestling that redhead later tonight, but in a sexy outfit." stated waitress Melissa pointing at a table across the way. "So, what are you guys into?"
"Couples submission wrestling." I blurted out.
"That may be a tough one. Most of the wrestling here is pin wrestling, but I will see what I can find for you." she promised.
As we watched the matches take place, I looked around. The crowd was rowdy and excited as these girls wrestled. I noticed that all the guys had giant boners on; including me. Maybe tight pants was a bad idea. My Melissa had a huge smile.
The last match just finished between waitress Melissa and the big redhead, Christy. The smaller brunette pinned the redhead and won the match. I watched the girls as they made their way to a table across the aisle and down a bit. My eyes where agog as I watched the redheads bare 38DDs and waitress Melissa's 36Cs jiggle and sway. All she had on where her blue thong panties.
Melissa looked over and started towards us with another couple in tow. " This is Franz and Martha. This is Peter and Melissa." she smiled as she introduced us. "Have fun." gleamed waitress Melissa as she walked away. We all watched her cute ass jiggling under that tiny thong.
Franz had dark, well groomed hair; about 5' 10" 170 pounds about 50 years old; slim build He was dressed in a suit; white shirt; no tie. He was a very hansom guy. My Melissa was obviously impressed with his looks. Martha looked in her mid forties; 5' 7" 140 to 150 pounds; attractive; straight brunette hair to her shoulders. Her breasts where not huge but her nipples jutted out under her white tank top. Her short, pleated black skirt made her look very sexy. Her extra weight was from the hips down; ass, hips and legs Check out Lolita at
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"So I hear you guys like to wrestle." inquired Franz as he and Martha seated themselves. I nodded. "Both? Couple? Individual?" he continued. Again I nodded. "All of the above."
"Unfortunately, I can't wrestle any more. Bad shoulder. But would Melissa agree to wrestle my Martha?" Franz inquired.
I looked at Melissa. She knew I wanted to see that. " I would love to wrestle you hon." she purred. " Would you wrestle me nude?" Melissa asked. Martha seemed a little bit shocked at the idea.
Franz stepped in. " How about we meet you half way? I have been thinking about something like this for a while. A strip match. You start off in bikinis. You lose one fall; you give your top to your opponent. Lose the second fall and you give your thong to your opponent. Lose the third fall and you lose the match and your bikini becomes the property of your opponent. What do you think?"
"I love it." I said enthused. Melissa nodded her approval. "Sounds exciting."
"Do you have a bikini with you?" asked Franz. "Because bra and panties will do. Martha has one with her."
"I have one too." smiled Melissa. " Besides, I am not wearing a bra and neither is Martha, obviously. Nice try, Franz" Franz smiled an evil grin.
Melissa came back with our drink order.
"Is there time for one more match tonight, hon." I asked.
"Absolutely. It is still early and this crowd loves to be entertained. Are you all participating?"
"No. Just Melissa and Martha." I said. I explained the format to waitress Melissa.
" Great! Sounds like fun. I can even referee for you." Melissa said perkily. "You ladies come to the back with me, change and sign your forms. You guys can be the corner men for your ladies if you want. Somebody has to look after the lost suits." she smirked.
We watched our wives disappear behind the bar. "This is going to be fantastic." beamed Franz. "Would you be willing to make a small wager just to make things interesting?" he continued. " Say fifty dollars." " Let's maker it more exciting. How about one hundred dollars?" I suggested. "You sound real confident in your woman. Done." confirmed Franz. We shook hands and made our way to opposite corners of the ring. I would have bet a thousand to watch these two girls wrestle.
Our ladies soon came around the end of the bar accompanied by Melissa, still only garbed in her skimpy blue thong panties. I was mesmerized by her jiggling firm naked breasts. My Melissa joined me at one corner and Martha joined Franz in the opposite corner outside the ring. I heard a lot of noise and cheers as ref Melissa climbed through the ropes with a mic. Martha looked sexy as hell in her tiny light blue thong bikini and my Melissa looked even hotter in her white thong bikini. I stood outside the ring with my arm around my gorgeous wife. I was so proud of her.
Ref Melissa stood in the middle of the ring and laid out the rules of the match. Loud applause from the ravenous crowd as Melissa introduced our wives, Martha first and then my Melissa. The girls entered the ring as they where introduced making sure the crowd got a great view of their fine asses and crotches. I loved the wolf whistles and clapping.
Finally, ref Melissa got rid of the mic and waved the girls together. Our girls slowly exited the corner and the excitement got started. Everyone seemed excited; no one more than me. I loved Martha's look. Her legs and ass looked bigger in that bikini. Very sexy.
The girls circled each other cautiously. They slowly got closer. Their nipples where clearly visible pushing out the frail fabric of their tops. I adjusted my boner in my pants. Suddenly, Melissa moved towards Martha and managed to spin in behind her opponent. My blonde quickly took control locking her hands together in front of Martha's belly. In an instant, Melissa tried to hook her opponent in a full nelson. Martha blocked the move grabbing my blonde's wrists holding them apart. Martha drove her feet into the mat and used her powerful legs to push Melissa backwards into the corner turnbuckle. I winced as Melissa's head snapped back as she was rammed hard into the corner. Martha found herself free. She quickly turned and snapped my wife into a side headlock and hauled her into the center of the ring. ' Holly shit' I think as I watch Martha twist my wife to mat and settle in on top of her with a tight side headlock..
Melissa twisted her body as Martha pinned her down with the headlock. My cock twitched as I watched Melissa's camel toe quite evident under her skimpy thong. I wasn't the only one noticing by the sound of the audience. My wife kicked and twisted and bucked but her opponent held on tight.
I sensed Melissa was in trouble as she couldn't break free. Finally, Melissa managed to twist her whole body, rolling into Martha, managing to twist her head inside the tight hold. Martha used her opponent's momentum and allowed Melissa to roll over onto her front. I thought my wife had broken the hold but watched as Martha rolled on top of Melissa's back and hooked a chin lock on her. Melissa kicked her legs. Her buttocks clenched as she winced. Ref Melissa asked if my wife submitted but made the safe sign.
Martha seemed to be getting impatient at my wife's stubbornness. She quickly sat up and hooked my Melissa in a wicked chin pull. She had Melissa's chin cupped in her hands and she was pulling my wife's head back, painfully. I winced as Melissa seemed to be looking up at the lights, a pained look on her face. Her breasts where pulled right off the mat.
My mouth dropped as I heard my baby squeal out her submission. The ref tapped Martha's shoulder to release the hold. The brunette got to her feet and raised her hands in victory, prompting whistles and clapping from the sex starved audience. I watched as Franz pumped in jubilation. I climbed into the ring and helped my baby to her feet and to our corner.
"Fuck, she is tough." gasped Melissa as she leaned against the corner.
"You looked great, baby." I encouraged.
" I need your top, hon." asked ref Melissa.
My Melissa unhooked her top, slipped it off and handed it to Melissa. I watched her as she handed it to Franz. He put it up to his face and took a deep breath and draped it around his neck. He smiled at me and rubbed his fingers together representing the bet we made. I turned back to my topless wife. Everyone seemed to appreciate my wife's firm 36C naked breasts by the sound of the spectators.
The ref waved the girls together. Both ladies approached each other confidently. I am betting that every ones eyes where on my wife's naked chest as her breasts shimmered and swayed . They quickly locked hands in a test of strength. Martha's back was to me. I was beginning to think she was a ringer as I watched the muscles in her back ripple as she struggled against my strong wife. Melissa was no match for Martha as I watched the brunette force my topless wife back against the ropes. Melissa was bent backwards over the top rope and pinned tightly there by Martha's body.
Melissa was losing badly when all of a sudden, Martha pulled my wife off the ropes; laid down onto her back; placed her feet on Melissa's hips and flipped her over her head in what is known as a monkey flip. Melissa crashed down onto her back on the mat in the middle of the ring. I was impressed by Martha's skill as continued with her back roll while still having her fingers inter laced with my wife's. Martha ended up in a perfect school girl pin on top of my Melissa. The audience cheered as Martha's buttocks flattened out my wife's firm tits. Martha's knees pinned my wife's shoulders as she stretched out my wife's arms against the smooth mat. My cock pulsed as I had a perfect view of Melissa's camel toe in full view under her white thong. I heard gasps as Melissa lifted her hips off the mat and twisted her lower body trying to escape the tight pin.
My Melissa was trapped. Ref Melissa was at my Melissa's head. Martha moved up slightly as everyone cheered again. Melissa's bare boobs where exposed; her engorged nipples pointing at the ceiling. The brunette's barely covered pussy was pushed hard up against my Melissa's chin forcing her to tilt her head back. My wife jack knifed her legs and then threw them back over her body attempting to hook her opponent and pull her off. I grimaced as Martha simply hooked Melissa's ankles ; one under each arm and leaned forward. My baby was caught and she knew it. She looked so hot and helpless with her barely covered ass wiggling helplessly in the air. The crowd was cheering loudly. Martha leaned forward more. I could see Melissa's Ham strings pulled tight.
"I GIVE!" I heard my wife squeal. The crowd cheered again as ref Melissa tapped Martha on the shoulder. The brunette got to her feet. I went to help my wife. She was already sitting up. I helped her to her feet and back to our corner.
"GAWD you look hot." I cooed at her.
" I need your thong, hon." ordered ref Melissa. I bent down and slowly eased her panties down her legs and off her feet. The crowd cheered again as I kissed my wife's naked wet pussy gently. I gave the thong to Melissa who gave it to Franz. He had a big smile as her took in my wife's scent before tucking the tiny garment into his pocket.
"You are doing great, baby." I encouraged her as the ref waved the girls out for fall number three.
The girls approached the middle of the ring facing each other. Martha had her hands on her hips looking her opponent up and down with a smile on her lips. My wife looked hot; now naked. She had a magnificent body. Her breasts and ass where firm; her stomach flat; her pussy smooth and wet.
"Don't worry, babes. Her breasts will sag too soon." yelled Franz sarcastically.
Martha snapped her head around and glared at her husband. I winced at the shot too but it was the opening my wife needed. In an instant, she bent down; grabbed Martha around the knees; pulled her legs out from under her dumping Martha flat on her back. Before Franz's wife knew it she was pulled up by her legs until only her head and neck where touching the mat. I was pleasantly surprised. I knew what was coming as Melissa quickly rolled Martha over into a Boston crab. For having such a strong back; the blonde was in trouble fast as Melissa pushed her bare bum down into Martha's back forcing to to bend hard. Martha was in shock. Talk about camel toe. I had a perfect view of Martha's as Melissa forced the blonde's pussy to pout and spread. Martha's thong was barely doing the job. I was sure I could see the brunette's clit poking through the flimsy fabric. Martha's torso was forced flat onto the mat. She was in trouble as my wife poured on the pressure.
"I GIVE UP!!" squealed Martha as the pain became too much to handle. Melissa immediately dropped her hold and put her arms in the air. My wife wondered over to our corner and leaned against the turnbuckles. We both watched as Franz slowly helped his wife to her feet. She was holding her back and wincing as she went back to her corner. Franz helped his wife out of her top and handed it to ref Melissa. He was trying to stop from smiling but it wasn't working. I took the top from ref Melissa and repeated the routine that Franz did and hung it around my neck.
" That was fantastic." I said enthused. "I think she may be weakened a bit. Go get her." Melissa smiled.
Fall four was started. Both girls seemed anxious to tangle as they locked arms and pushed on one another in the center of the ring. Martha's now naked breasts did, indeed, sag slightly but her nipples where beautiful, pink and erect. Once again, Melissa was no match for her opponent as Martha pushed my wife back first into her corner. Martha stood on the bottom rope; a foot on each side of her opponent's legs. She then grabbed the top rope; one hands on each side of Melissa's shoulders and pinned my blonde wife against the corner. My jaw dropped as I watched Martha slapping Melissa's face with naked tits. Franz was looking up as his wife teased my trapped wife.
Martha let go of the top rope and cupped the back of Melissa's head with both her hands and pulled my wife's face into her chest between her bare breasts. I heard my wife moan. Suddenly, Melissa wrapped her arms around Martha's hips. She laced her fingers together just below her opponent's firm buttocks, squeezed and lifted. Martha had her arms wrapped around Melissa's neck, hanging on as she was carried across the ring and slammed down hard to the mat on her back in the center of the ring. Melissa ended up on her knees between Martha's legs facing her. The brunette seemed surprised and stunned as her head bounced off the mat.
Melissa quickly stood up and seized Martha's ankles. In one motion, she stepped through her opponent's legs; crossed Martha's right leg under her left knee and rolled her over onto her front with a can opener move. Martha yelled as my Melissa had her locked in a sharp shooter. Martha's pushed her hands into the mat, lifting her torso off the mat and then collapsed back to mat. Her face was contorted in pain; her bare tits pancaked out from under her. I was looking right at Martha's head.
" I GIVE!!! I GIVE UP!!!" she yelled, pounding the mat in pain.
Melissa dropped the hold and met me in our corner. "Fuck, that was amazing." I cooed to my naked wife. We watched as Franz once again helped his wife to the their corner. She was rubbing her left knee. "That is a nice hold you put on her there." I continued.
We watched as Franz seemed to enjoy removing his wife's tiny blue thong and handing it over to ref Melissa. Ref Melissa handed it to me. I made a big deal, taking in the brunette's scent. I stuffed the garment down the front of my pants and smiled at Franz. My eyes and those of everyone focused on Martha's naked bald smooth white pussy.
I patted my wife on her bum as the ref waved the girls together. "Go get her, babe. You own her, sweets."
Martha seemed to be almost limping as came out of her corner. Melissa seemed to notice. She jumped right at Martha, wrapping her right around the brunette's neck. Martha was strong and Melissa couldn't pull her into a headlock. The girls twirled and turned body to body. Finally, they ended up in Martha's corner. This time, it was Melissa trapping Martha in the corner. Melissa tried the same maneuver as her opponent did before. She put her feet on the bottom rope on each side of the corner. As she stepped up; Martha used the corner for leverage and pushed my Melissa back hard with both hands on her chest. I watched as my wife stumbled back towards the middle of the ring; almost falling on her cute ass but managed to stay on her feet. Her breasts jiggled wildly to the delight of the crowd.
Martha attacked quickly; I think trying to catch Melissa unprepared. Martha reached out with her right arm. Melissa grabbed her arm by the wrist and with a twist of her body and laying on the arm with her body, Martha was forced flat on her belly. Melissa quickly pulled her opponent's arm up between her legs; sat down on her shoulder facing out and twisted the blonde's arm. Melissa had a very painful disarmer lock on and locked in. I couldn't believe how well my wife was wrestling. Martha was pounding the mat with her free hand; her legs where paddling the mat; her bare bum shimmered; she was screaming in pain. I was almost feeling sorry for Martha but the sight of my wife torturing her opponent was so hot; her arm caressing Melissa's naked pussy and her bare breasts." I GIVE!!!!! I GIVE!!!!" screamed the hurting brunette.
The crowd erupted as Melissa stood up. I rushed into the ring and picked my wife up in my arms and kissed her hard. Martha was still laying face down on the mat. Franz was bent over her. He looked up at me and grinned. I smiled back.
The ref Melissa got the mic and announced the winner; holding my wife's arm in the air. I gasped as Martha came over and hugged my wife. Their bare breasts mashed together. Martha whispered something in Melissa's ear. Fuck, was that hot.
Melissa and I climbed out of the ring. Franz came up to us. "I think you earned these." he grinned as he handed me Melissa's tiny white bikini. I shoved them in my pocket. "I hope there is a rematch." he continued as he shoved some bills into my hand. "Best money I ever spent." " Anytime." I replied with a wide grin.
Martha took Melissa's hand and the girls went to the back to get dressed. Franz followed them.
"Your wife is magnificent." gushed ref Melissa. "Can she ever wrestle. Martha will be stiff and sore for a week after being bent like that." She was standing right in front of me still topless in her tiny blue thong panties; her beautiful breasts shimmering seductively. "My boyfriend would love to see me wrestle her but I am afraid she would break me." she grinned. " I am sure there are a few ladies around here that could accommodate her though."
" I would never let that happen." I stammered. Ref Melissa walked away . She smiled and waved to me.
" You like her, don't you?" my wife said wryly. Melissa was standing behind me in her tight, short, low cut, red dress. I pulled the two suits out of my pocket and dropped them into her huge bag.
"They can join my panties." he cooed suggestively.
"You aren't wearing any panties?" I smiled.
"Let's go back to the hotel." Melissa suggested.
Back at the hotel; we barely got the door shut before we stripped each other and fell into bed for some more in close wrestling. I asked her what Martha whispered to her in the ring. She said that she wanted to do this again and that next time I would be the one embarrassed. God damn, that was hot.
So there you have it. A most exciting evening for every one. If any of you ladies would like to test my woman on the mat or in the ring or any where; let me know. We are always up for some fun. Bring it on, ladies.
