Athena Wonder vs. Bubbles Burste - Her Biggest Fan

Strange as it was - even in a sport that had public sex as a regular feature - Bubbles couldn’t call Athena’s move ineffective. It worked. Splendidly.

As Mariah well knew, Bubbles was ridiculously ticklish, and it didn’t take much to get her giggles. A wet tongue stroking one of her more sensitive areas was destined to do the trick, and Bubbles hold didn’t stand a chance. She let Athena go, and the wizened veteran didn’t let the opportunity go to waste.

The next thing Bubbles knew, she was in a full nelson - bad. It was locked tight - very bad. She was being lifted up - even worse.

Athena demonstrated the power that had made her such a big name in the industry as she lifted Bubbles bulky, behemoth body into the air and dropped her into the mat with devastating force, making the entire ring shake and the seats quiver. It wasn’t often that Bubbles found herself laid about by such a move, but this was one such rare instance, leaving her in pain as she rolled about from side to side.

The ring rumbled as Athena bring Bubbles down with an impressive display of power. Right after slamming down the big woman, the Eighth Wonder would flex a little, earning her thunderous cheers from the crowd. And she wasn't even done yet.

Still feeling a little funny after her orgasm earlier, she fixed the bottom of her outfit a little before she went to bend down, going to pick up the downed Bubbles. She would try to bring her up on her feet, forcing her to stand face to face with the Super MILF.

"Not used to being thrown down like that, are you?" Athena said as she would set up for her next move, planning to take advantage of Bubbles right after slamming her down earlier. While standing slightly to her side, she would try to tuck her own head under her opponent's near arm, and reach across Bubbles' chest and around her neck with her near arm.

With that, she would then simultaneously try to lift the huge woman up up, turning one hundred and eighty degrees before falling backwards, trying to slam her down into the mat with an uranage!

It shouldn’t have come to anyone’s surprise, but no, Bubbles was not used to her 200+ pound muscular body being picked up and slammed. That wasn’t to say it had never, ever happened before. Rarely, but a few select women had managed to lift her up and send her flying, with varying degrees of success and lower back trauma.

She couldn’t remember anyone doing it as well as Athena, however. Maybe Margaret the Mauler. Maybe.

Still groggy from the blow, she was lifted up with ease - another new experience - by Athena, showcasing the veterans considerable power. Up, up, up she went, then down, down, down she came, crashing into the mat once more, exacerbating the mounting pain in her aching spine.

This time she stayed down, too, thoroughly rocked from the blow and needing more than a few moments to recover. Would Athena be merciful until then? Not likely.

Once again, Athena brought Bubbles down onto the mat, this time with an uranage. Right after slamming the bigger woman down, Athena would raise her arms up while shouting, earning her thunderous cheers from the crowd. Of course, being Athena, she couldn't help but showboat again by flexing her muscular arms, showing off her impressive figure for the masses.

Of course, the match wasn't done yet. Looking down, she said, "Well, it's about time you get yourself fucked silly, kid," Athena said as she would bend down right next to Bubbles. The crowd was waiting in bated breath as to what the Super MILF was planning.

Placing herself on top of Bubbles after rolling her over onto her stomach, Athena would grab one of her legs, pulling it up and draping it behind her neck, going for a stretch muffler. Another rarely-used move for the Eighth Wonder, but for this occasion, it felt right for her to use this. And using her free hand, Athena would try to slip her fingers down Bubbles' bottoms, seeking for her pussy before she started to have her way with her, fingering the larger woman's snatch without mercy.

Breath in. Breath out. Nice and slow.

A simple thing, but not that easy for Bubbles to execute right now. Her body was used to being on top, being in control, being the one who was slamming other women around the ring. It was not used to getting smashed into the floor, and definitely not with such earth-shattering force. The move left her breathless, gasping on the floor, trying to suck in long gasps. Not a good situation.

For now, she was at Athena’s mercy, and it didn’t seem like the Super MILF had much of that to go around. Bubbles figured that out the hard way, as her foe lifted up her leg and began to twist it around her shoulders. A Stretch Muffler. Great.

In an odd coincidence, this was actually the second time she’d been put in the move in several days. The difference, however, was that Athena was a great deal stronger than the last woman who did it, and that changed a great deal. It hurt worse. Had less slack. No chance of escape this time, All she could do was hang there, writhing and moaning and groaning as her sex was worked over.

Athena would pump her fingers into Bubbles' snatch vigorously, looking to drive the bigger woman into an explosive climax. But it wasn't her intention to have her submit in this match, at least not yet. She was looking to make her cum before she could go for another move. For the time being, she would keep on plunging her digits into Bubbles' pussy, stretching on her leg while putting her own weight on her back, administering both pain and pleasure at the same time.

"This is just the start, okay? I have more things planned for you..." Athena purred, using her thumb to seek for Bubbles' clit while fingering her sex. There were a lot of toys here in the ring, and it would be a waste if she ended up not using any of it. And not too far from her, there was a strap-on on the mat, and she was looking to use it if she managed to bring Bubbles to an orgasm.

"Let's hear more of your voice... let me hear it!" Athena would quicken her pace, poking into the bigger woman's sex, using her expert fingers to bring waves after waves of pleasure to her. The Eighth Wonder prided herself not only as a wrestler with years of experience under her belt, but also as someone who could bring her opponent to the peak of their arousal.

So, yes. This was bad. Or good. Both, in different ways.

Bubbles, big and strong as she was, rarely knew what it was likely to feel utterly helpless in the ring, but that was precisely the situation she found herself in, now. Athena had her down, had her pinned, and she was giving the younger heathen a masterclass in fuckery.

It didn’t help that Bubbles was not a woman used to resisting temptation. She craved it. Embraced it whole hog. So, with Athena moving in and out at a jackhammer pace, there was only one way this could realistically end.

Athena wouldn’t have to work hard or long before she struck oil and Blossom came, gushing out all over her fingers as the crowd cheered on. She bucked and spasmed on the floor, and yes, there was a long, shrieking roar of a cry from her lips, one that seemed to make the ring shake. ”Athena!” She gasped, sucked in air, then lost it again. ”Fuck!”

Sensing Bubbles' impending climax, Athena doubled her effort, rapidly fingering her opponent until her body finally spasmed from her orgasm. When she heard her opponent crying out from sheer pleasure, the Eighth Wonder couldn't help but grin in satisfaction as she would continue plunging her digits into her snatch to prolong that orgasm. And then, she would pull out her fingers, inspecting the dripping juices before she brought them to her lips, relishing the taste of the woman whom she had brought to an orgasm.

"Mmm... you're not half-bad..." Athena said as she savored the fluid. "Your taste, I mean..." Getting up, she would make sure to capitalize on the fact that Bubbles was still affected by her orgasm to do anything. She would stand over the downed form of her foe before turning around, going to reach for an item that had caught her attention earlier. A strap-on, to be precise.

Picking it up, she would start putting it on herself, deliberately allowing Bubbles to see her fastening the toy on herself while giving her a teasing smirk.

Oh. Wow.

Bubbles had gone through many, many orgasms in her life. More
than most women. More than most groups of women. It was probably no exaggeration to say that she’d experienced more carnal pleasure in a year than most could in a lifetime.

But that? That was a new experience.

Athena’s pleasure left her on the floor, weakened her limbs still trying process the pleasure. What was more, she could hear Mariah calling out to her, but she sounded like she was a mile away. [col0r=Gray]”Bubbles!”[/color] She cried out. ”Get up! Look out!”

She craned her neck up to see exactly what she had to look out for, and she saw - much to her surprise - Athena was putting on a strap-on. Yeah. Somewhat problematic.

Groaning, she rolled over and started to crawl away, hoping to get to the ropes so she could pull back up to her feet. A small hope, she knew.

"Aaand... done," Athena fixed the strap-on on her hips, making sure the fake cock stay in place before she looked at Bubbles, who was trying to crawl away. Of course she would try to crawl away, especially after seeing the Eighth Wonder equipping the plastic cock right on herself, which she would certainly use on her.

Definitely not going to let her have any chance to recover, she walked over to her, giving her a disapproving look. "And where do you think you're going, kid? We aren't done yet," she said reproachfully before she picked up the speed, running past Bubbles and heading over to the ropes, rebounding from them in order to return back to her.

And then, she would try to perform a running senton, jumping as she stepped over Bubbles' body, making sure to land on her back right onto her opponent's body, making sure to use her weight to crush her opponent underneath. That she thought would stop her progress, thus allowing her to make use of the newly-equipped strap-on on her.