My Wife's New Passion Part 2

**smacknutz** · January 2nd, 2011, 05:01 AM

My wife, Angela, was really kicking ass at the club, Flamingo Girls Wrestling, and my friend, Rob, couldn?t have been happier. About 6 months ago he started the ?competitive? rules mixed matches back up at his club. I had originally talked him into starting them back up with modified rules as a way of helping my wife fulfill her fantasy of competing in those types of matches with men a lot bigger and stronger than her, but the interest that was there turned the whole prospect into a huge moneymaker for us and his club. Six months ago my wife was the only woman he had working for him willing to participate in such matches and the guys couldn?t get in there fast enough to get a piece of her. It didn?t matter that the rules structure we set up (see part 1) put them at a severe disadvantage. No matter how big of a disadvantage they were at, they were still itching for a shot. As a pre-arranged agreement between my wife and me she was not allowed to do more than two matches a month and this artificially controlled the supply even more. Rob was able to raise the price of the matches even more as a result. Rob was really leaning on my wife to take on more matches but she and I had our safety limit agreement. That?s when my wife got creative three months ago and brought in this lesbian couple, Cynthia and Kate, from her taekwondo class to the club and got Cynthia involved in the matches. As a ?finder?s fee? Rob agreed to kick $100 from every match that Cynthia takes back to us and since Cynthia was an absolute machine this added up quickly.
Cynthia was what you would call a classic bull dyke. She was 5?10 and weighed at least 200 pounds. Her hair was very short and was a mix of jet black and blond. She had at least two nose rings. Her tits were probably a B cup but she had a great ass and two legs that looked extremely toned. Apparently she and her ?life partner?, Kate, noticed my wife one day during classes after she had cut her red hair extremely short. I guess they believed that she might be interested in a three way. In any event, she got to know the two of them well and found out that Cynthia was a complete man hater and this type of activity was right up her alley. After three months of doing the matches she came up with the idea of trying to get Cynthia and maybe Kate involved at the club. She proposed the idea to both of them in the locker room and suggested that Cynthia wrestle me first and decide if that was really something that she would be into. When my wife told me about it I agreed to do a semi-nude ?competitive? match with her at Rob?s club. With her weight being about 200 and mine being around 235 at the time I thought it was close enough. I had really been hitting the weights the last three months to bulk up more as the Judge for my wife?s matches and was more muscular then I had ever been. The downside was that I hadn?t had any apartment or club matches lately. The only condition was that Kate and my wife got to watch the match and both would act as the judges. We set the match out about a week and my wife said she would give Cynthia a thorough explanation of the rules.
The day of the match came and I was very excited. I got dressed in the club locker room in a nice sheer pair of dark tan pantyhose. As per the rules I forced both my large testicles down to the bottom of my scrotum and then attached a large rubber band above them. I entered the room and saw my wife and Kate already there. I got hard as a rock when I saw that my wife had on a leather biker jacket with nothing underneath and sheer tan pantyhose. My wife came over and gave me a big kiss and fondled my cock and balls a little. I told her that I wanted her to wear that in bed tonight. Kate was no slouch either. She was about my wife?s height but probably weighed about 150 pounds. She had amazing blond hair and was at least a D cup. I definitely knew she was the ?woman? in the relationship. She was in a tight halter-top and jeans, and judging by her outfit the leather jacket my wife had on actually belonged to her. My gaze drifted down her body and I noticed a pair of obscenely huge black boots on her feet. They had a nice shine to them and about a 2-3 inch heel, but the toe part was huge and chunky. I thought to myself that she has to have feet almost as big as my wife?s. Kate caught my gaze lingering on her boots and smiled, ?Look menacing don?t they?? I just nodded. She continued, ?Well they should be, these are my nutbusters.? Kate said, ?I?ve won at least five bar fights because of these babies.? Kate continued, ?Cynthia and I love to go to these red neck country bars and just start making out to get the local red neck assholes riled up and once they get physical it?s on.? ?We were in a great scrape just a week ago with a bunch of stupid cowboy pansies and one of them gave me this.? Kate lifted her shirt and showed me a huge bruise in her rib area. I said it looks like someone took a sledgehammer to her ribs. She smirked and said, ?Yeah this jerk was about 6?5 and had to be 250 with fists the size of small hams but it was worth it because when I went down I saw Cynthia?s boot coming up between his legs from behind to smash his world.? ?Her boots are exactly like mine, only she wears a size 13, the guy was down for the count.? I reflexively closed my legs a little just trying to imagine the type of damage that kind of boot would cause on a direct kick. ?When all was said and done two of the guys were passed out and I bet the other two wished they were.? ?I personally managed to bash those two and unfortunately I don?t kick as hard as Cynthia does, but I bet their cowgirls are going to be very unsatisfied for the next few weeks or so and get tired of switching out ice packs. My wife gave Kate a high five.

**smacknutz** · January 2nd, 2011, 05:02 AM

At that moment Cynthia walked in the room. She introduced herself and apologized for being late. I hate to admit that my cock felt like it grew another inch or two when I saw her. She put her helmet on the chair and took her jacket off. She then stripped off her black halter top to reveal very pert size B breasts. They just looked out of place on her larger frame. She then proceeded to take off her boots and pull her jeans down. Cynthia already had her pantyhose on and they were sheer and jet black. She said, ?I hope these are okay, I usually don?t wear these ungodly things and don?t own a tan pair. I said that it was no problem hoping that she didn?t notice me ogling her ass and legs. Unfortunately, she did notice and smiled cruelly at me squinting her eyes and nose. ?You want a piece of this, she said pointing to her ass.? I said that I must admit it would be an interesting proposition to fuck a bull dyke. She looked over at Kate and Kate nodded to her. ?Okay, as a side deal, if you win you get to fuck me and if I win we get to have a three way with your wife.? I looked at my wife and she had a hand on Kate?s leg. My wife smiled and said, ?No problem baby, kick her ass!? Cynthia laughed and looked at my wife, ?He?s bigger than you told me about, but I?ve taken bigger guys.? ?Since we?re friends I?ll only make it so he can?t fuck you for a week or so.? We both began stretching out and I just couldn?t help staring at Cynthia thinking about plowing my meat into her over and over again then busting a load right on her face.
We went to the center of the ring and per the agreement I would be starting on the bottom. I put my hands out in front of me and spread my knees to get a good base. My wife was keeping time and would announce the beginning and end of each 2 minute round. Cynthia got next to me and put her head on my back and one hand on my elbow and the other on my stomach. We were getting set. I knew her first move would be to try and land a solid punch to my bound balls since they were in such close proximity and I also knew I needed to get out of there fast. I was well practiced at timing the start of matches very well and as soon as my wife blew the whistle I shot my feet out from under me and Cynthia predictably tried to hook my arms to prevent me from escaping. At that point I was able to reach behind me and grab her pantyhosed thigh. Putting my weight on her arm I was able to use my momentum to bring me into position behind her and essentially switch our positions. Cynthia was surprised and I used her momentary distraction to go to town. Keeping one hand around her torso I worked my other between her pantyhosed ass and found her pussy lips in a nice tight camel toe between her legs. I immediately grabbed and twisted. I think Kate was in shock at hearing her ?husband? make such squealing noises and I know it must have been even harder to know that a man was causing the pain. For as tough as they purported to be neither, Cynthia or Kate had any technical training in how to fight. I kept the pressure on Cynthia?s cunt lips for at least another minute and a half, but I was expending too much energy keeping her down so I gave one final twist and pushed off of her. She got up quicker than I expected but was holding her crotch with one hand. She definitely was not used to having the tables turned on her like that. I was rock hard and knew that I wanted to get my hands on her again. We slowly circled each other. I got Cynthia in a corner when she lashed out with a nasty snap kick aimed directly for my ball bag. Luckily, I turned my hips at the last second and she ended up just giving me a bad dead leg. My wife then blew the whistle for the end of the first round. I saw Kate go over to where Cynthia was sitting and put an ice pack down the front of her pantyhose. I was horny as hell and kept my eyes on Kate?s tits. She just glared at me. Just then Cynthia threw up in the bucket next to her. Kate was patting her on the back saying that I cheated and she should just quit. I yelled over, ?Yeah you better quit because this round I can work over those pathetic B-cups you have and I fully intend to twist your nipples off.? Right before the second round was about to begin Rob walked in. He apologized for interrupting and asked me if he could borrow my wife so he could go over the schedule for next week. I said no problem. My wife handed the stop watch to Kate and showed her how to keep time while she was gone. My wife left with Rob and Cynthia came out to the I planned on executing the same escape move I used in round one and spread my knees in a nice V shape to get a good base. Cynthia put her head on my back again, grabbed my elbow and had her other arm around my waist. She seemed to be a little higher on my back this time around but I didn?t think anything of it. We seemed to be waiting in this position for a while and I was thinking to myself why that idiot doesn?t blow the whistle to start the round. That?s when my world got smashed. Kate had snuck behind us and came up to give me a nasty kick with her nutbuster boots. My ass lifted off the mat with her kick as I was propelled forward. Thankfully, she misjudged the distance a little and the nut wrecking toe of her boot missed my balls, but it mattered little because the large bridge of her boot still drove my bound balls up with amazing force. Because of the angle I was at my balls were not crushed against my pelvic bone but more against my ass, but the pain was just as vivid. I tried to reach down to protect my testicles from another attack, but Cynthia was already on me. She sat that pantyhosed ass I admired on my upper back and drilled several shots into my kidneys. Then I felt Cynthia slide down on my back and Kate jump on my upper back. Kate was fighting to grab my arms as I felt Cynthia reaching between my legs. I kept twisting and turning to keep my balls away from her but Kate?s kick took a lot out of me and eventually Cynthia was able to get to my swollen ball bag and latch on. I heard Kate shout, ?Give him a nutbuster for me!? I felt Cynthia manipulating each swollen testicle in her hand while increasing the pressure on them. Her head was bent down studying her handiwork and I could swear I felt her breath on my ass. I started to feel sick to my stomach from the pressure that was crushing my balls. Then I heard Cynthia say, ?found them.? Kate leaned down next to my ear and said, ?She just found the epididymis area on each of your testicles. That?s where your sperm gets stored before you shoot a load. When her strong hands crush each of them you?re going to shoot your spunk all over the place!? Just then I felt Cynthia move off my back and behind me so she was eye level with the balls she was squeezing to death. She manipulated her hands so her thumbs were right over each testicle?s epididymis and then proceeded to squeeze for all she was worth. I was screaming at the top of my lungs but the match rooms are soundproofed for obvious reasons. Kate seemed to be moaning on top of my back as she watched Cynthia work my nuts. Just then I felt a twinge in my cock as it blasted all of my cum into my pantyhose. I heard Cynthia and Kate yell in unison, ?Hell yeah!? I immediately puked my guts out all over the mat. Cynthia let me go and Kate got off of my back. I immediately curled up hoping that my balls were no complete paste. Cynthia leaned down and said, ?No hard feelings, call me when you feel like you can actually fuck again, after all a deal is a deal.?