ULTIMATE SURRENDER POLL: WENONA VS SONNY
Who do you think will win this Ultimate Surrender match between an experienced Wenona, aka the Gymnast, and the rookie Sonny, the butch T-guy? Who will get to suck whose strap-on cock, and then be brutally fucked like a common slut? Will Wenona’s experience outweigh Sonny’s weight and strength? Or will Sonny easily overpower the smaller girl? Will the trash-talking Sonny plunder Wenona’s sexy pussy with his strap-on cock or will she plunge her winning cock in his tight pussy? Who will end up the defeated, humiliated, and well-fucked loser?
Before voting (and please no cheating as it spoils the fun), perhaps please first read the story intro below, and to which I’ll post short updates over the next few days. I’d love ongoing sexy and erotic comments. It’s a huge turn on to hear what people are thinking, and how they see this kinky US match unfolding. Would love to hear comments about moves, trashtalk you’d like to hear us make, and what sort of humiliation you think the loser should get.
For those here who don’t know yet: I'm a female to male transsexual; a FtM or transguy. I was assigned female at birth, but am now living as a male, being on daily testosterone for many years, and having had top surgery (breast removal), but no bottom surgery (due to cost and possible loss of ability to orgasm).
Hope some here enjoy the Poll and the naughty, erotic story I’m writing! Your inputs, especially if you’re a US fan, can make it even more juicer and steamier: thanks in advance!
Note that votes may be changed (by removing vote and voting again, I think) and each voter has one vote. The poll will run for 5 days.
Cheery hugs
Sonny aka the butch T-guy
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MY ULTIMATE SURRENDER DEBUT VS WENONA
By SonnyFtM
(All rights reserved)
Story codes: FtM-femme nude wrestling, fingering, strap-on action, cunninglingus, forced orgasm, etc.
TODAY
I’m up early in the morning, feeling all excited and aroused at the prospect of finally realizing my hot fantasy, namely, to engage in a hot, erotic tussle with a sexy Ultimate Surrender girl. I’d flown across the Atlantic a few days earlier, as well as across the USA, and was staying in a hotel not far from the Kink studios where in a short while I was going to be engaged in my Ultimate Surrender debut. Gawd, I’m so fucking excited & hot! I can hardly wait … my body is tingling all over!
Then I become aware of the huge pressure in my bladder, and rush into the toilet to sit down, and release a strong gush of pee. Suddenly a very dirty, erotic thought enters my mind as I relax, and I reach down spreading myself, and tilting myself a little backwards so some of my piss splatters over the seat, I wickedly imagine I’m peeing all over my defeated opponent’s face … seeing her spluttering, crying and begging for me to stop! He, he, what would be more humiliating, huh? Gawd, I’m such a fucking bad boy!
My dirty mind involuntarily goes to Bella Rossi, Dia Zerva, Cheyenne Jewel, and other lovely US girls I’ve seen engage in pee play at other sides, imagining each of them in turn pinned helplessly beneath my showering crotch. Swallowing, gagging, screaming and protesting as I spray them! Oh my gosh, I’m so fucking evil!
Finally, I’m done, and quickly wipe myself dry from front to back, and immediately put the dirty thought out of my mind. Ultimate Surrender has never allowed pee play to come into the humiliation phase, but it was nice and deliciously naughty nonetheless to think of.
I strip off my dark pajamas and stand nude in front of the mirror, examining my body and flexing my muscles. My eyes roam over my well-developed body, thanks to exercise and daily testosterone over more than 25 years, from my short cut hair, quite grey already … (I’m over 50 already) … over my arms with their well-developed biceps, over my flat, surgically altered chest to my taut abs … (I still exercise every day!) … down to my strong, muscular legs … and then back up again to my neatly trimmed, triangular bush. I trace my fingers over my shaved legs and arms, and am a little surprised how smooth it feels … it’s been many, many years since I’d been as hairfree as this. As for most bio men, transmen like me, generally also do not shave their legs and bodies unless they’re cyclists, models or body builders.
My gaze drifts towards my crotch where the pink of my butch snatch and the fleshy bulge of my enlarged clit under its hood, is just peeking out from under the bit of hairy fur I’d left on my mons. I lick my finger, and briefly tease my clit, my little cock, as I love to think of it fondly, and feel shivers running up my spine, as it slowly swells and responds to my caress. My mind goes back to my meeting yesterday with the Kink Manager and Director, Matt Williams, and the two lovely referees Isis Love and Rain De Grey, both of who had themselves wrestled in US before. It had taken me a long time to get Kink Inc. interested and willing to meet with me: many e-mails and a couple of phone calls.
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YESTERDAY
As I walked into the office, Matt was sitting, and Isis and Rain in short leather minis, were perched sexily on the edge of his desk, just giving me a teasing glimpse of their panties, and I felt my pulse already begin to race. I walked forward and stretched my hand out to Matt, and introduced myself: “Hi Matt, I’m Sonny … “. He gripped my hand and pressed it rather hard – I suppose to test my strength a little - and I automatically responded likewise.
Matt looked me in the eye and said: “Welcome, Sonny, here at Kink … you look and sound just like a man. Congratulations with your transition! Very successful indeed and quite amazing. Must say you look even bigger and stronger than in your pics … and very fit for your age!”
“Thanks, man, for the compliment … but that’s the whole idea of transitioning, isn’t it?” I responding with a twinkle in my eye.
Then I beamed what I thought was my most charming smile towards Rain and Isis who each had appraising smiles around their lips, saying: “Oh hi, Isis and Rain …” They smiled back very sexily, and while Rain winked at me, Isis purred, licking her lipstick lips: “Hi Sonny … Mmm, you’re quite the handsome hunk now, aren’t you? It’s pretty brave of you to think of putting your ass on the line like this …”
My smile grew even bigger and I continued: ‘Ladies, I’m so thrilled finally meeting both of you in person … I’ve watched and perved over so many of your fights … Gawd, you are even more gorgeous in person! Come let me hug you!” I moved forward to give both of them a big hug and a peck on the cheek.
Then Matt said, his voice taking on a more serious tone: “Now Sonny … as I explained to you, with all due respect, our fans wanna see sexy, hot girls up against each other, with curves and boobs and all. To be honest, as masculine as you are, I think you would fit in better in Naked Combat with the gay guys … there are some big, powerful, well-hung guys there that would give you a rough time … and a really hot fuck with their big, hard cocks if you lose! But of course, if you win, you can fuck them up their tight asses with the largest strap-on we have! I bet many of our fans there would like to see you in action there …”
“No, no, Matt, I’m not at all interested in that! As I’ve said before, I’m a straight transman, and am sexually attracted only to women. Though, of course, I’ve craved all my life to have my own penis, fucking bio cock has just not appealed to me. So my erotic fantasy is to participate in Ultimate Surrender against the sexy, female wrestlers on the roster there … definitely not the guys.”
Matt shook his head: “Sorry, man, but from a business prospect I really don’t think putting a transman like you on the roster … a man for all practical purposes, except of course, for the pussy between your legs … will be an economical option for us … it’s not likely to do well in sales at all.”
“OK, sure, I understand, Matt, but how about me covering your full production cost, the wrestling fee for my opponent? Surely, then there’s no risk or cost for you then at all? Then see how it goes?”
His eyes lighted up, replying: “Hmm, that is different … OK, that sounds like an idea … that could work. But what about an opponent? Have you got anyone specific in mind? Have you spoken to any of the wrestlers? You do realize that very few of the girls, if any, might be willing to go up against you?”
“Yes, I do …”, I grinned back, “but don’t worry, I’ve done my homework already. I’ve been in contact with Wenona for quite a while, and we’ve met over lunch yesterday, and she’s happy and extremely excited to take me on … It would be a first for her to compete against a t-guy, and she promised to fuck me hard if she won … and of course, conversely, so did I promise her if I won! But most of all, I’d love to force her to give my little cock … my enlarged clit … a juicy blowjob! He! He!”
“Mmm, Wenona? She’s much smaller than you, but then she’s very fit and buff, and her experience and youth may help … that could be a very hot and close match … and she could very well beat you! Hhhm, that could work … But there’s one more thing we always ask our rookie wrestlers in their first interview … STRIP!”
I grinned, shrugged nonchalantly and said: “No problem … Wenona told me you would say that …”
And quickly I took off my shirt, my shoes, my jeans, my boxer shorts, as well as Mr Limpy, that I usually wear inside my shorts to give the appearance of a real dick and balls in my pants, and stood there completely naked and exposed before Matt and the two smiling girls. Despite the air conditioning, my skin felt a little flushed and damp.
“Mmmm, you are very sexy and well muscled …”, Rain said as she and Isis came forward, and starting stroking their hands sensually over my body, from head to toe. I was getting little goosebumps being inspected like this … as if I was some slave on auction or something.
“Oooh yeow, but the hair on those legs, arms and underarms will have to go …” Isis murmured, while moving to the front, and Rain to the back, who gave my muscular butt a quick slap. Then with a naughty glint in her eyes, Isis looked up to my face, and brushing gently over my bush, she suddenly slid her finger right into my tight slit, giggling and teasing me, as I gave a shiver of surprise: “My oh my, Sonny … you’re actually a little wet already …”, Then she really jolted me when she pressed her thumb hard up against my little cock, and I felt my clit stiffen immediately “and you’re so large and big … and getting quite hard!!! … Does Ultimate Surrender excite you so much? Hee! Hee!”
Isis stepped back with an amused grin on her face, and removing her finger, which glistening wetly with my cxnt juices, she licked it off slowly, and said: “Mmm, Sonny, I think you’ll do well … win or lose!”
Looking at Matt enquiringly, I asked: “OK, man, do I pass? Is it a deal then?”
Matt smiled and said, “Yup! But one last thing, Sonny. Your trimmed landing patch is neat, but you’ll need to shave that slit of yours. Our US fans wouldn’t want your butch twat hidden behind that hairy forest while wrestling or being fingered. And I think they’ll love seeing more clearly that big, fat clit of yours … sucked, if you win … or abused, if you lose … Ha! Ha!”
“No problem …”, I said relieved, continuing, “but also to check. Will it be OK for me to wear a facemask to protect my identity?”
“Sure!”, he said, and I eagerly put my right hand out for him to grip firmly, and shake it to seal our agreement. I couldn’t help but smile as I noticed the slight bulge that had grown in his pants, and the unexpected thought flashed through my mind that maybe I might stand a slight chance of getting some support from a few of the hetero male fans in my endeavour to become a regularly featured wrestler at US.
“Let’s drink to that …” Rain said pleasantly, as she took out a bottle of chilled champagne and some crystal glasses and poured some for each of us.
“Cheers! May it be a fucking good first debut and match!”, Isis giggled and klinked her glass against mine, saying sweetly, while winking at me: “Sonny, I’m looking forward to refereeing your debut match … And mmmm, be warned, maybe even fucking or fisting you if you lose! You know that’s how we usually like welcoming newcomers to Ultimate Surrender if they lose, don’t you?”
Chuckling, I retorted: "Mmm, yeah, but it's a pity the winners can't have their way with ref sometimes too?", as I elbowed Isis playfully, while rolling my eyes a little, then winking, "And of course that you and Rain are no longer on the roster ... I'd love to take you on some time too!"
TO BE CONTINUED …
