SaraJ was excited.
She had finaly gotten her match with Alexis Ren.
Even more exciting, was Megan Fox, was going to be the guest referee.
Sara, had interest in both sexy ladies.
Her excitement for the match, was very real.
If she won, maybe a title shot her way soon.
That, and blushing a little. Sara realized, she was kind of turned on.
With the thought of both ladies bodies, being so close to hers.
It was even better, hers was the main event match of the evening.
Butterflies in her stomach. As she moves closer to position backstage.
Her brown eyes widening, as she catches Alexis and Megan together.
Alexis wearing a single piece, red bodysuit. With no apparent undergrments at all.
Megan a black mini skirt. A jacket, draped on her. Helping to partially cover her black bikini top.
Both ladies eyes turn to Sara, as they sense her approach.
Sara noting, Megan's hand sliding from Alexis ass.
Before Megan turns and leaves.
'What the fuck?" Sara thinks.
As Alexis music kicks and she heads to the ring.
Sara's mind in a whirl, as she tries to figure out. Just what she stumbled on.
Moving closer, to the runway.
Then the smoke begins to blow.
Sara's hert racing. Her clingy, booty shorts caressing her body.
The sports bra style top, covering her heaving chest.
Her music blares through the arena.
As Sara pumping her fist. Steps out into the lights.
The crowd on their feet cheering. As she heads to the ring.
Soon she is teting the ropes, and the slight spring to the mat.
Introductions are made.
Megan getting a good pop from the crowd. As she is introduced as guest ref.
Her jacket off. Her skirt slid off. Revealing some skin tight, black and white striped shorts.
Some sexy, almost erotic hands on from Megan. As she checks both ladies costumes for weapons.
A slight shiver, tickling down Sara's spine. As fingers glide over her bare skin, and tight ass.
Any questions Sara may have had, for the duo lost.
As the bell rings, and the ladies begin to circle.
Sara confident, yet at the same time, knowing what was at stake.
Alexis smiles at her. Alexis running her tongue over her lips.
Sara caught up, in her opponent's eyes going up, and down Sara's fit, sexy figure.
Sara's eyes dipping. Then ensnared, by the obviuosly aroused nipples.
Poking into the tin material of Alexis outfit.
As Alexis chest heaves, the hard nippled tits, thrusting Sara's way.
Alexis giggles, and launches an opening attack.
Sara's head snapping up, just in time.
The ladies soon in a clench, the middle of the ring.
Legs straining, to gain dominance.
Sara tries to thrust an elbow, into Alexis midsection.
Then backing off, to block. A knee intended for Sara's crotch.
Alexis howling in pain. As Sara brings her foot. Down on top of Alexis, left one.
They part, Alexis hopping. As Sara rushes backwards.
Using the ropes, to gain momentum.
Then rushing ahead, taking Alexis down, with a clothesline. Before she can follow up though.
Megan gets in the way, checking on Alexis.
Sara and the crowd, both yelling at her.
With her view blocked, Sara is surprised.
As Alexis other foot, swipes out, to knock her feet out from under her.
Sara lands, with a whooomp, of air escaping her. Sara scrabbling, and rolling free.
Just as Alexis tries to land a leg drop. To the back of Sara's head.
Pulling herself up, and turning. Sara ducks a lariot attempt. The two ladies dashing back and forth across the ring.
Soon dropped together, by simulatneous clotheslines. In the center of the ring.
Megan slipping around, starting to make a count.
After only a few, both ladies back up, and grappling, for position.
In the center of the ring. Eye to eye, tit to tit.
Both ladies begin to breathe heavier, with the exertion.
Sara gasping softly. As she feels the mounds of Alexis breasts, begin to press against her own.
Her own nipples, budding, and hardening, from the contact.
Their costumes, so thin.
It really was close to skin on skin contact.
Sounds of struggle from them both, as they continue trying to position.
Sara wondering, as her own sex moistens slightly.
If Alexis was being turned on as well.
Then with a shift of her hips, and a pull.
Sara manages an arm drag take down of Alexis.
Alexis hitting the at, and rolling away.
Sara quickly trying to follow up.
Alexis sliding out, to the floor, under the bottom rope.
Megan moving in, to step Sara back. Providing some distance from the ropes.
Sara frustrated a little. She was going to go after Alexis.
Yet maybe Megan did not understand. It was okay in the rules for her to do that.
Sara begins to move ahead.
Now it is Megan's tits, pressing against her.
As she blocks the move.
Part of sara's focus lost. As she imagines, just how easy.
It would be to lift Megan's top. To view, and fondle Megan's firm breasts.
Then with a panicked shriek. Sara is grabbed from below.
Alexis taking advantage of the distraction.
Grabbing her lower legs, and using it to yank her down.
As Megan moves out of the way.
Alexis pulls Sara out, onto the arena floor.
Her body hitting the thin mats.
As Alexis flops on top of her.
Pressing, and grinding her body. Down on top of Sara.
Sara trying to roll free.
Her fingers grasping Alexis nice ass.
"OMG, it must look like we are having sex!" Flashes through her mind.
Along with the mental image. Of Alexis writhing naked on top of her.
Their tongues meeting, in a wet kiss.
Hips bucking, and arching. Hard nippled tits, rubbing, and heaving together.
In fact, Alexis hips did seem to be grinding into her own now.
Sara almost feeling her rivals, wet pussy lips, against her own sex.
Alexis for a moment. Seeming to go limp on top of her. Enjoying her moment of control.
Alexis breath, warm against her face.
As Sara bucks and shoves her way free.
An alarm going off, as she hears Megan giving them the count.
Sara back up, and diving uner the rings rope to break the count.
Megan to close to the action.
As Alexis slides back in grasping for Sara.
The duo knocking into Megan. Sending the ref sprawling down to the canvas.
All three ladies, now rolling, and tumbling around together.
Sara unsure, if they were trying to get free or not.
As her hands find, Megan's nice ass with her right.
Along with Alexis, firm tit, with her left.
Hands on her tits, ass, and one stroking her crotch briefly.
They finally manage to break. Yet as they do, the looks in their eyes.
All having shifted.
Alexis, and Sara's nipples visibly fully engorged.
Megan breathing heavier. Not bothering to cover. Her now partially exposed right breast.
Sara first to her feet, moves, and after hitting the ropes.
Comes back across to clothseline Alexis, down onto the mat.
Quickly, after she hits.
Sara is down on top of her, trying for the pin.
Megan down beside them. Her hand feeling, to see if Alexis shoulders down.
Moving back up. Her fingers glide, and caress. Along the outside globe, of Sara's breast.
Alexis writhing beneath her.
Sara's eyes widening, as Alexis hand, moves to her crotch.
While trying to pin her.
Alexis begins massaging, and rubbing Sara's clit from below.
Megan giggling, as she seemingly accidently. Slaps Sara's tight ass.
With her hand. As she counts one. A slow slide, along Sara's ass. While bringing her hand back up to count two.
Her body shifting around, trying to stay on top.
One hand finds Alexis proudly thrust tit.
Sara by instinct. Begins to knead, and fondle the soft mound.
The blonde beneath her gasping with pleasure.
Before lifting her one shoulder.
Sara realizing, as they roll around together.
Megan's hand seeming to seek her most intimate places.
While seperating the two.
Megan's fingers, giving a few strokes to Sara's crotch.
"The bitches are in this together!" Sara realizes.
Now it was a handicap match. Yet did she really want to win it?
As her body and Alexis slide close again. While both try for a submission move.
"Fine you dirty whores, I'll take both of you." Sara decides.
Even as her body becomes more, wet, aroused, and receptive to the intimate contact.
They break, and part. Alexis smiling, as Megan steps between, to give her a rest again.
Sara mind made up, launches a new attack.
Alexis trying to bring a foot, up into Sara's belly.
Sara swatting it away. Jerking Alexis by her hair into position.
Sara delivers a belly to belly suplex. Taking Alexis over, hard onto her back.
Sara quickly moving to try a backwards flip, and splash onto Alexis. Then crying out in pain. As Alexis brings her knees up, into Sara's belly.
They roll free, both gasping for air. Alexis up first, tries climbing the ropes, to the top turnbuckle.
Sara rising, staggering to her feet, chases.
Grasping Alexis ass, by her costume. Sara pulls her down, into a modified power bomb. From the corner.
Sara now going up, to try a maneuver. As she gets perched on the top buckle, turning to face the ring.
Megan again, seems to have managed to block her from Alexis. It was time to deal with the ref.
Moving as if to get to Alexis.
She tangles up Megan, taking them all down in a heap together again.
As they hit. Her hand shoving Megan's top up. Exposing her tits.
When the movement right. Sara's hand, to Megan's ass. Her face between Megan's tits.
Kissing, licking, and sucking on them.
One hand working to get down the front of Megan's shorts.
Even as her own top is yanked up. Alexis, firmly grasping and fondling Sara's bare breasts now.
In another shift of bodies. Alexis top of her outfit, is pulled down.
Now to Sara's delight. Megan Fox's hands. Beginning to roam Alexis. As well as Sara's nubile bodies.
All three ladies losing wardrobe.
Sara taking a chance, to roll Alexis up.
Her legs straining, bottom arched up.
Using her arms, to hold Alexis down.
Alexis bodysuit being worked down, by Megan.
As Alexis wriggles, her shoulders to the mat.
Megan moving to make the count. Then with a grin. Yanks Sara's shorts down.
Alexis legs up in the air, and to the sides of Sara's own.
Sara using them for leverage.
Alexis arms, braced with Sara's.
Megan's fingers, gently penetrate sara's wet, aroused sex.
Sara releasing one leg. To drop down.
Sara's fingers now sliding into Alexis pussy. As all three ladies, gasp, and moan.
Sweat now slicking their bodies.
Alexis laying on her back, as Sara mounts her. Their bodies rubbing together.
Megan's hand seeming to help. As soon Alexis outfit is fully stripped from her.
Sara's outfit, laying on the mat.
Like before Megan's hand hits the mat count of one, then two.
Then her hands all over Sara again.
Sara breaking, her pin, to rise to her knees.
Grabbing Megan by her hair. Yanking her back and forth.
Knocking Megan to the mat.
Then ripping Megan's shorts off. Mounts the guest referee.
Quickly Sara begins to kiss, lick, and fondle all over Megan's nude body.
Pressing her own, sexy figure down.
Massaging, and fingering Megan's clit.
Megan writhing, and moaning, with pleasure.
Sara so hot and bothered now.
All three beauties naked, on the mat.
Alexis hands roaming Sara.
Even as Sara makes Megan cumm hard beneath her.
The cries of sexual pleasure, and release from Megan.
Make Sara smile, knowing she has dealt with Alexis, secret weapon for the match.
Yet before she can savor her brief accomplishment.
Alexis rolls Sara off. Mounts her.
Megan rolling weakly ont her side.
Alexis, sensual, sweat slicked body. All over Sara's.
Tit, to tit, and clit to clit.
Alexis pussy rubbing, and grinding, against Sara's moist sex.
Writhing, rubbing, so many intense, touches, and even kisses now.
Full on, mouth on mouth, tongues used.
Sara's hands all over Alexis now.
Then her brown eyes widening. In absolute bliss.
Her body going limp, beneath Alexis.
As a toe curling, orgasm, rips through her body.
Her shoulders to the mat. Her body partially numb.
From the intesnsity of her climax.
Sara seems to hear the three count, from somewhere distant.
She has been pinned.
She dealt with Megan. Yet that allowing her real rival, Alexis to pin her.
Part of her mind also, starting to deal. With the idea, she was fully, bare assed nude on pay per view.
World wide, wet, sweaty and orgasmed, for a pin.
Alexis, soon gotten off, and climaxed by Megan, and Sara.
To leave all three, wet, limp, pleasured. Piled in one very sexy mass.
Of female sexual bliss, in the center of the ring.
The cameras no longer rolling.
For now, none of them caring.
This the start. To the dark or lights out matches.
For the federation, and the sexy female athletes, to cumm, into the future with.
