Claiming His Virgin In the Ring: The Filthy Wrestling Club

by Cassandra Dee

  Because I wanted it, I wanted to feel him inside me, I wanted him to finish again, spraying my vaginal canal with his cum. I wanted the hot white to trickle out of my pussy, a goopy reminder of the alpha male I’d been with, whom I’d pleasured so good until he jizzed, giving me his sweet, hot DNA.

  So with wide brown eyes, I looked up at him, entranced.

  “Yes Daddy,” I murmured. “I’m ready,” I said, my pink pout already opening into a perfectly round “O.”

  But Donovan looked down at me, blue eyes aroused yet amused.

  “Naw baby, I like my girls to suck, but I like ‘em even better if they suck naked. You want that sweetheart? You wanna get naked before you taste Daddy’s dick?”

  My pussy juiced again, running hot and wet, quivering with anticipation and his nearness.

  “Yes, Daddy,” I said obediently, struggling to stand up again. “Yes, of course, Baby will obey.”

  With that, I slowly unbuttoned my cardigan, letting it drop limply to the floor before pulling the matching top over my head. But I’d done something different today. Instead of donning lingerie, I’d let my girls go free and now the Double D’s swung, pendulous and white before Donovan’s hungry gaze.

  “Daddy like?” I giggled, cupping one in my hand, wiggling my torso a bit so that they swung tantalizingly. “Daddy like?”

  “Oh yeah Daddy likes,” he growled, eyes ablaze. “Daddy fucking loves. But take it all off sweetheart, let Daddy see.”

  And giggling more, I undid the button on my skirt and slowly eased it over my hips, struggling a bit to get it down my big butt.

  “Oof!” I squealed, smiling at him as I got naked. “Oof, oof!” Because instead of my usual cotton undies, I’d put on a pair of silky, lacy panties instead, the pale pink color so innocent and soft hugging my hips. But right now, the light color only emphasized one thing – that I was completely drenched down below, the crotch completely soaked through with vaginal fluids.

  “Oh Daddy!” I mewled, shooting Donovan a flirtatious look. “Oh god, it feels good!” I murmured, stroking lightly between my thighs.

  And the big man watched mesmerized, staring as my clever fingers traced my labia through my panties, lightly grazing over the wet spot, the unmistakable aroma of aroused cunt wafting in the air. The alpha literally inhaled deeply, dick twitching as he watched me do my dirty dance, but Donovan shook his head again, blue eyes still focused on my twat.

  “Take it off baby,” he rasped, stroking his dick. “Take it all off and let me see.”

  But I wasn’t gonna take it off so slowly. The billionaire’s taught me a thing or two in our time together and I like to tease now, I like to make my man burn. So with one finger I traced down over my clit, lightly touching the hard nub before curving into the satin and slowly lifting it up and away from my pussy, pulling it to the side so that it bisected one big butt cheek. Only then was my cunt exposed, running hotly, the smell delicious and so strong now that it was an aphrodisiac in the air, enveloping us in pure lust.

  “Unnh Daddy,” I murmured, never breaking eye contact with him. “Unnnh feels good.”

  Because I was lightly teasing my clit with one finger, pressing down on the button and squirming as a result, making my boobs jiggle, the white flesh creamy and delicious. But Donovan is one dirty motherfucker and he gripped his shaft hard at the base before sliding off to the tip, stroking that fuck shaft and playing with the head.

  “Show me your clit baby girl,” he ground out. “Show it to Daddy.”

  And giggling, I obeyed. Reaching both hands between my legs, I put a finger on each pussy lip and smiled coyly, pulling my flesh apart. The big man literally spurted then, dick releasing a bit of cum, gloopy and hot.

  “Aw fuck, baby girl, aw fuck fuck fuck,” he groaned, hand moving like a piston up and down his shaft now. “Shit, what you do to me.”

  I giggled, pulling my labia even wider now, showing off my two-inch button, hard and engorged for his pleasure. But even more, I wanted to show where he belonged. I wanted to show him what was his, where “home” was to the big man and giggling once more, I spun in my heels so that my back was towards the big man. Leaning over, I shifted my panties to the side even more so that there was no cloth in the way and bent over. The massive expanse of my backside opened up, and I parted my legs to give him a better look.

  “See Daddy?” I asked breathily. “See how much I want you?”

  Because I wasn’t just giving him my pussy hole, I was giving him my asshole too. The pink parentheses of my cunt were perfect, wet and drooling with lust, the sacred space ready to be pummeled. And it was punctuated at the top with the brown, the dark star that was my secret, holy place, and I was a complete slut, holding my ass cheeks open so that Donovan could look right in, he could see exactly how much I wanted him.

  And with another giggle and coy shake of my hips, I did something that drove the big man over the edge. I clenched my internal muscles, and fuck, but my anus literally winked at him. It blinked and popped, beckoning, and I exaggerated the effect by pulling the darkness open, showing him the insides of my dark spot.

  “Oh yeah, Daddy,” I cooed coyly, looking up at him from between my legs. “Baby is Daddy’s butt slut, not just his pussy slut.”

  But what I hadn’t counted on was the urgency of the big man’s reaction because I’d thought he’d play with my ass a little, maybe finger my pussy before licking it and fucking in tight. Maybe even like last time, rotating between my two spaces, fucking into one and then the other. But instead, this was the play room, and suddenly it became clear why we were here.

  Because Donovan sprang forward and literally lifted me in his arms, depositing me on top of the washing machine. It was white and industrial-looking, just like any other, with the lid open and I struggled not to fall into the center space.

  “What!” I shrieked, shocked and surprised. I literally had both feet on each edge of the metal surface, barely balanced in my heels as Donovan supported me around the waist. “What the fuck Daddy? What’s going on?”

  I looked down into hole, which was empty, but Donovan didn’t pause to explain. Instead he reached behind me and pressed ‘ON’ with a hard grunt, the entire thing coming to life like a growling animal, thumping and bumping.

  I still didn’t get it, barely able to maintain my balance, still crouched above the open hole as the machine churned below me.

  “What the?” I gasped again. “Why are we doing thi-?”

  But my question was cut off because at that moment, Donovan whipped out a massive rubber dildo, huge and black, deliciously curved. My mouth fell open even as my pussy dripped. Was that going in me? What the hell was going on? Was I supposed to fuck the dildo as the surface below me bumped away?

  Evidently so, because with a hard thunk, Donovan slammed the dildo onto the center cone, the fake dick sticking up in the air.

  “Fuck that,” he ground out. “Fuck that with your slutty pussy.”

  I gaped, still barely able to keep my balance.

  “No Daddy!” I gasped. “How? I’m wearing heels and this is so unstable, this is so wrong!”

  He only growled again before pushing the off button. Thankfully, the machine stopped moving and I was able to catch my breath for a moment. But I’d made a mistake. I’d said “no” to Daddy, against the rules.

  “Fuck you,” he ground out, trailing a big finger between my legs, catching the drool at the bottom of my wet slit. “Fuck you, bitch.”

  And with that, he pulled me up a bit before nudging me forwards to lower me onto the dildo.

  “Unnh!” I squealed. “Oh my god, oh my god!”

  But there are no no’s, Donovan doesn’t even register the word anymore. And slowly, oh so slowly, he helped me shift downwards until the tip of the rubber toy just kissed my pussy lips.

  “Ohhh!” I squealed, labia quivering slightly, drooling with lust. Could this be really happening? Was I actually gonna fuck a dildo while straddling a washing machine? I
t was so fucking dirty but yet, it was absolutely happening. “Ohh, Daddy!”

  “That’s right,” Donovan ground out. “This is the Club and girls are here to serve. Now fucking serve.”

  And with that, the dildo slid up my vaginal canal, pussy spreading as it entered. Fuck, it felt amazing, the penetration so deep and thorough. I was astonished to actually be able to feel the vein in the rubber on the bottom, like it was a real dick entering my secret space, stretching my hole and making me love it.

  “Ohhh god,” I moaned again, eyes drifting shut as the massive toy made its way up my interior canal. “Fuck, this feels good.”

  “That’s right,” Donovan growled from in back of me, still helping to guide me. “And it only gets better honey because guess what? You’re going for a ride.”

  With no warning, the big man reached behind me and pushed the start button on the machine again. But fortunately, he’d put the setting on low, and this was no wild ride. Instead, the dildo began moving within my puss with slow, circular strokes, like it was on delicate cycle.

  “Unnh!” I squealed. “Oh god!”

  “That’s right,” Donovan rasped. “Let that slutty pussy get fucked.”

  I squatted there, legs wide as the toy churned away in my tiny twat. It was fucking amazing, the rubber hot and slick in my secret space, grazing against my clit on every forward thrust. But I wanted more, so tilting my hips forward, I tried to get more hardness in me, wriggling and mewling. Donovan sensed what I wanted immediately and pressed his advantage.

  “Baby want more fuck? Oh yeah, I think so, that slutty cunt is so damn wet.”

  And I moaned lustily because of course he was right. When I glanced between my legs, even I was shocked at the sight. I know I can get wet, I knew I was really turned on, yet this was something I’d never envisioned. Because it was so disgusting yet absolutely delicious. My pussy was completely fucked, lips hugging the huge toy, hungry and whory. But even more was the amount of juice slickly sliding down the rubber, there was so much cream that the liquid literally collected in the machine, an inch of the good stuff lining the bottom.

  “That’s right, fuck this, let’s take this to the max,” Donovan growled behind me. “Lift your butt up baby, let me see that pussy get pummeled.”

  And with a sigh that was more of a gasp, I did as he commanded. Bracing both hands on the flat surface in front of me, I leaned forwards so that my breasts swung pendulously, and tilted my ass. The growl in back was the indication that my position was perfect because the handsome male had a full view of the dildo sawing away in my wet folds. But what I didn’t anticipate was Donovan’s immediate reaction. Because he flicked the switch then, and the churning in my pussy became intense, the fucking machine on max.

  “Unnnh!” I squealed. “Oh SHIT!”

  I shouldn’t have been surprised because of course, this was gonna happen. Donovan is a harsh alpha male, with a take no prisoners approach, so of course he was gonna force me to ride with the volume on max. There was no soft introduction, no gentle release, he likes his girls dirty and fucked, every boundary broken. And the truth was I was only too happy to be his cumbucket. I’d come so far, getting into a strange car to see a strange man, and yet it was absolutely right. As my pussy was drilled hard, I lifted my ass higher to let the big man get his rocks off.

  “Fuck yeah,” he grunted, fisting his pole, eyes glued to where the machine thrusted into my flesh. “Fuck yeah.”

  But I’m a dirty girl. Even though it’s only been days since I was a virgin, I’ve developed by leaps and bounds and I wasn’t gonna let him get off easy. So as the machine pummeled away, I reached behind myself and flipped the switch onto delicate cycle.

  “Don’t worry Daddy,” I cooed between panting breaths, shooting the billionaire a coy glance. “I won’t let you down.”

  Donovan merely grunted, not even lifting his gaze from my sloppy cunt, the dildo now pulsing with gentle waves.

  “You better not,” he grunted. “You better not, little fuckdoll.”

  And with a secret smile, I lifted my ass then. Slowly, the dildo fell out, reappearing slick and wet and disgusting from between my folds, but that was the point. Because what I was about to do required a lot of lube.

  “Mmm, Daddy,” I moaned, throwing my head back and gripping my breasts, squeezing the huge mounds. “Help me?”

  Donovan’s eyes practically popped out then, hand stilling on his fuckshaft. But he didn’t hesitate for a moment.

  “Fuck yeah,” he grunted. “Oh hell yeah.”

  Because slowly, the big man helped me move forwards until it was no longer my pussy positioned over the black dildo. Oh yeah, it was my ass.

  “Mmmph!” I shrieked as the wet, spongy head touched my anal hole. “Oh god!”

  This was so wrong. This was so fucking wrong. This was a vaginal sized dildo, ten inches and wide, not some small three-inch butt plug. But I was so turned on and besides, I wanted it. I wanted to show the billionaire what I could do, how I’d been transformed from good-girl librarian to full-on cumslut.

  “Yes,” I panted, taking a deep breath. “Yes … unnnh!”

  Because slowly, my butt descended on the massive fuckshaft. It pried my ass open, worming into my anal chamber, the stretch so tight and still a little uncomfortable. My eyes squeezed shut with agony but then Daddy came to the rescue because he slid a hand between my legs and rubbed my clit, playing with my hard nub. Oh god, the waves that pulsed through my pussy helped everything loosen, nips going hard, delicious spasms running through my cunt and ass.

  “Ohhh,” I moaned, head lolling on my shoulders at the dirty sensations. “Ohhh.”

  “That’s right, baby girl,” my lover rasped deep in his chest. “That’s right, show me what a butt slut you are.”

  And taking a deep breath, I obeyed. Slowly, thighs burning, I pushed myself down, anus stretching to accommodate the massive toy. My butt hole burned and yet it was so good. I was doing this for Donovan, and my body loosened, slowly letting the toy creep up inch by inch.

  “Unh!” I gasped once it was rooted deep, just the balls showing between my white cheeks. “Unh, unh!”

  And Donovan really is a fucker. Because never breaking eye contact, he reached one big hand behind me and flicked the machine onto max right then. Fuck him! Fuck, how could he do this to me? I squealed, straightening reflexively, the dildo almost slipping out of my ass but it was jammed in too tight. The only thing I could do was to take the butt fuck as the toy began to pound my anus, making me squeal and squirm.

  “You like it,” the billionaire rasped harshly. “You fucking love it, admit it butt slut.”

  And I knew what he was seeing. Knees spread as wide as they could go, my glistening vag was wet and swollen, pussy juice dripping in rivulets from my hole to lube the ride down below. And the dildo was relentless, working away like a monster in my brownie, pummeling with absolutely no mercy.

  “Unnh, unnh!” I cried out, vision going hazy. “Unnh!”

  But there was no going back. There was no pausing, no dialing down the volume because with a thunderclap, my body exploded. Pulses ran from my cunt all the way to my fingers and toes, electrifying every nerve, spasms shaking my small frame. And oh fuck, but my ass was so fucked. Both holes winked in rhythm, clamping and clenching, anus squeezing the dildo in me, milking it futilely for male jism.

  “Unnnh!” I cried out, a melodic wail, everything given to the billionaire alpha. “Oh god!”

  And Donovan was on it too. As the hurricane blew through my body, Donovan lowered his head to lick at my snatch, to feel the pulses of my pussy with his tongue, the wet flesh trembling around him.

  “Aww fuck,” he ground out between laps. “Fuck this shit.”

  And I burst anew, on fire for this man, every part of me dedicated to him. Because I was his, I was absolutely his, the hurricane that started three days ago had blown me away so that I spiraled in the clouds, floating, soaring, with nothing but Donovan on my mind
and in my body.

  “Yes, Daddy!” I screamed, throwing my head back, giving him my all. “Yes Daddy!”

  And with that, I collapsed into his arms, ass squelching down onto the pulsing joystick. With a flick of his wrist, the big man shut off the machine before slowly lifting me off, a wet sucking ringing in our ears. Oh god, it was so dirty yet so delicious, every part of me so fucked and trembling with pleasure, ecstasy still washing over my curves in waves.

  But I turned to Donovan as he set me on the floor. Because Donovan was still hard, achingly stiff with his fuckshaft dripping to the floor.

  “Daddy,” I whispered, looking at that fuckrod. “You didn’t come? You want baby to suck it? Or put it in me?”

  And in a flash, I rolled back onto my butt, spreading my legs and showing him both holes again, the pink gleaming, ripples of ecstasy still running visibly through my private parts.

  “You want Daddy?” I cooed, prying my butt wide, letting him look up my ass.

  But the big man never fails to surprise because with a hungry growl, Donovan fisted his shaft again, shiny and wet.

  “Naw baby girl, thank you for offering but Daddy has something else in mind.”

  And with one swift move, the alpha swung himself onto the washing machine so that he was crouched where I’d been just moments before.

  “Daddy?” I asked, stupefied. What was going on? Why was Donovan on the white toy? But my eyes grew wide and mouth dropped open because oh fuck, it really was happening. With a low, throaty groan, abs and chest tight, the big man began lowering himself onto the used dildo. Oh shit, oh shit, I watched stupefied as the billionaire fucked himself onto a massive black toy, anus spreading to accept that relentless length, and oh shit, but it was so disgusting. Because the rubber was completely coated in a mixture of my ass sweat and pussy juice, rancid and yet such a turn on.

  I gasped.

  “Daddy, no!” I squealed, eyes wide yet pussy gushing.