[I stole this off literotica.com, the rest of this authors stories can be found on the link below. I thought this was kinda hot. No need for disclaimers just pro-style mixed sexfighting, nothing too hardcore but it's competitive. Enjoy.]
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The Sex Wrestling League Ch. 03
byTConcord18?
Reader's Note: Thanks for all the feedback and notes. Hope you guys all enjoy the third chapter. If you haven't read CH 1 or 2, I recommend them. Hope you like part three.

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It was days until I calmed down from my loss to the Vixen. Every morning I'd wake up and see that note she sent me. It didn't help that Sean wasn't that supportive of me either. "Dude, chill. It's one loss. I wish I only had one loss." That's the difference between Sean and I. I am extremely competitive and hate losing. Whether it is a pickup basketball game or a card game, I want to win. But with the sex wrestling, it was multiplied by a hundred. This was my fantasy come true. I wanted to be the best at this. I wanted to have a shot at the title. But now, after the loss to Victoria, it was going to be a while before I would even think about getting a title match.

I was still calling Ashley every few days. I guess we were in a semi relationship, but for me it was just training. I'd call her up and fuck her brains out, making her cum over and over again until I would blow my load all over her tits or stomach. I felt the only way I could get out of this funk was to have another match, but the phone didn't ring. For two weeks, I waited and waiting. I needed to get back into the ring. I had to redeem myself. The Vixen had taken part of my manhood, and damnit, I wanted it back.

Sean wasn't much help either. Every time I'd ask him when my next match would be, he'd just say to relax and that they would be in contact. He still wouldn't open up much about his recent losing streak and when I would bring it up, he'd just shake his head and tell me I couldn't possibly understand what he was going through.

After two weeks of waiting with no call, it was time to take matters into my own hands. I got in my car and headed to the center. There were matches going on that night and I figured I could talk to Mr. Bartlett or Ms. Wallace. When I arrived at the center there was the normal hum of people watching another match. I walked into the hall and took a seat in the back scoping out for Mr. Bartlett or Ms. Wallace. A match was going on right in front of me, but was the least of my interest at the time.

I looked and looked but neither could be found. They must be in their office or the back. I figured that they had to come out at some point during the night. Maybe I could talk to Clark instead. He was always here. It took one quick glace around the room to see Clark in his normal seat watching the match intently. I guess that was part of the trainer's job to find out what you needed to work on during the training sessions.

I walked over and sat down next to him. "Hey man, what's up?"

Clark was a little shocked to see me. I guess because not many of the male wrestlers came to watch other guy's matches. "Hey, didn't expect to see you here. How are you doing?" He extended his hand and shook mine.

"Well, I need to talk with somebody about getting another match. I just can't take how my last match ended. It's been eating me up all week and I just need to get back in the ring. I was wondering if Mr. Bartlett or Ms. Wallace was here tonight?" I said.

"They are always here. But Rob you need to be patient. You are a rookie. You aren't a big draw here. Remember this whole thing is about making money. The big draw is always the champion or top contenders. Your loss to the Vixen has definitely taken you out of those two categories."

"How do I get back into the contender's range?" I asked

"First off you got to win. I like your passion. You remind me of myself when I was starting in the league. I just wanted to be in the ring every night. I wanted to just compete for the title. Eventually, I did. It took time though. Don't worry they will give you another match. Just watch this one, might help you learn something sitting from a different angle." Clark said pointing at the match.

I looked over at the ring for the first time. Holy shit, it was Sean! I had never seen Sean wrestle before and didn't even notice him when I walked in. I was too focused at finding Mr. Bartlett or Ms. Wallace. I didn't recognize the girl he was wrestling against. Sean wrestled under the name Galaxy, and was wearing a dark navy blue mask with stars all over it. The girl looked attractive. She was about 5'4 with blonde hair. She was thick, but extremely athletic looking. Not an ounce of fat on her. She had what looked to be very firm tits in the high C range or low D.

"Who's Galaxy in the ring against?" I leaned over and asked Clark.

"She goes by Jersey Kaitlyn. She is newer to the league. This is her 2nd match." Clark informed me.

What I could tell, Kaitlyn was hot. Maybe not on the same plane as the Vixen, but still extremely sexy. She was definitely having her way with Sean. She had him trapped in a hold and was viciously stroking his cock. Sean was in a difficult place. I knew his losing streak was really hurting him. I leaned back over to Clark, "Is it true that if you lose too much they kick you out of the league?"

Clark laughed, "Well sorta. They just don't schedule you so much because it becomes so one sided people just bet against you. So it's not good for business."

Kaitlyn was now twisting her body to suck Sean's cock. Sean's cock wasn't huge, about 6 inches, but Kaitlyn was aggressively attacking it. She had to be a former cheerleader or gymnast because she was extremely flexible. She had Sean in an intense hold, but somehow twisting her back to have her head buried into his crotch.

Sean was moving his arms wildly. It looked like he was trying to go for her pussy. Since she had him trapped through it was a losing battle. Then all you heard was a low moan out of Sean. Kaitlyn must really be giving his cock a working. Her blonde ponytail bounced up and down as she quicken her pace on his cock.

Sean finally found her pussy with his hand and pushed in two fingers. Kaitlyn let out a squeak. Sean had found the right place. Kaitlyn had a tight grip on his shaft and was jerking it quickly. Sean tried to finger fuck his way out of the hold. Kaitlyn just amped up her efforts. Sean was fading. Poor guy I thought to myself. This was his fantasy too.

Then it started, "Ohhh fuck no.... please.... Not again......please!!!!!!!!" Sean was on the verge of cumming for Kaitlyn. Kaitlyn had no mercy for Sean. His cock wasn't that big so she immediately deep throated his dick and squeezed his balls. "OHHHH FUCKKKKK!!!!" Sean screamed as he jerked violently on the mat. He was cumming deep into Kaitlyn's mouth.

Kaitlyn release Sean from her hold and spit out his cum to show the referee. The ref called for the bell and raised Kaitlyn's arm up. "Winner by 2-0, The Jersey Girl, Kaitlyn!!!!" Kaitlyn was pumped. She was 2-0. She was where I wanted to be. Finally, Ms. Wallace had shown up. There she was clapping hard for Kaitlyn. She was like a proud mother each time one of her girl's won a match. Kaitlyn leaned down and started talking to Sean. Sean just laid there, upset at himself. He was in disbelief that he had just lost again. Kaitlyn had a huge smile on her face as she taunted him. "Glad I got such an easy second match. You really should just quit. They told me I would have fun with you. Too bad I didn't get to have the fun like the other girls did. You are just a waste of a man."

My blood was boiling. Not only was I pissed about my last match, now I was feeling bad for Sean. She was humiliating him in front of the whole crowd. Clark just sat there and shook his head. "I can't take much more of this" I told him.

Clark looked at me with that what are you going to do look. "Well he just isn't performing well."

"Someone needs to do something" With that I jumped the small railing and walked over to the announcer. "Give me the mic." I said firmly. If they didn't want to call me, then I had to take matters into my own hands.

I climbed into the ring and knelt down next to Sean. "Sorry buddy, I got something for her though." I said to him, trying to comfort him. The guy was almost in tears.

I climbed on the turnbuckle in my t-shirt and jeans. Looking straight at Ms. Wallace and Jersey Girl Kaitlyn I issued my challenge. "Hey Bitches. Yeah I'm talking to the two of you. Get your asses back here! So, Ms. Wallace and Mr. Bartlett, looks like I showed up on a good night. This slut thinks she some hot shit since she has won two matches? She's a fucking joke. Put her in the ring against me and watch what happens."

Mr. Bartlett had walked out from the back and was staring at me intently. I didn't know if I was pissing him off or impressing him. He slowly walked to the ring and climbed in, but just stood next to me. So I continued, "Next week, that little slut vs. me, the Rocket. I'll put whatever you want on the line." I looked over at Mr. Bartlett and he just nodded at me.

Kaitlyn and Ms. Wallace just whispered to each other. Someone then handed Ms. Wallace a mic. The crowd was silent. Waiting to hear whether or not my challenge was going to be accepted. "You got some balls don't you, Rob? Well seems like the last time you were in that ring, The Vixen had you past out and milking your dick dry. You really think you are up for another match against our newest member? How confident are you that you can beat her?"

Everyone's eyes were back to me. "No doubt in my mind. I'm going to fuck her up." I said with coolness.

"Fine, but I think we need to add something special to this match. The winner of the match will get to fuck the loser in the ass." Ms. Wallace said with an evil grin on her face.

The crowd went nuts. Mr. Bartlett leaned over to me and said, "You sure you want to do this kid?" I nodded at him, I wanted this match so bad. Not only for myself but also now for Sean. Someone had to teach this bitch a lesson. I was sure that I was going to win. "Fine! Whatever you want. If it means I get to fuck her in the ass after I beat her, then all the better."

"We will see about that. I sure Kaitlyn feels different about what will happen." Ms. Wallace said. With that the two of them walked out to the back. Kaitlyn swayed her nice ass as I walk out. The crowd was in a frenzy. A long line had already formed at the betting booth. Mr. Bartlett looked at me, "Well Rob, you wanted another match, you got it. I just hope you haven't bitten off more than you could chew. But if you win, this could really propel you into top contention." With that Mr. Bartlett shook my hand and left the ring.