The Princess Chronicles 10 : Being Charitable

by Aristocatch

When the phone rang it was the Princess who answered.

“Hello!” said a voice, “I don't suppose you remember me, but we once met in a pond in your woods.”

“You didn't have blue hair, did you?”

“I did indeed” said Blue Hair, “but it's more yellowy orange now!”

She went on to explain that she worked for a company who organised fund-raising events on behalf of charities and the like. She knew that the Princess was patron of many charities and often seen at fund-raising events. This time, however, she was ringing to see if the Princess might just be interested in taking part. Remembering their meeting she recalled that the Princess had a certain interest in wrestling and she was looking for volunteers to take part in an adult entertainment evening featuring amateurs mud-wrestling. They basically wanted attractive women to 'clumsily' strip each other in the mud for the greater enjoyment of those adults watching. When she told the Princess how much they hoped to raise, the Princess could hardly refuse, provided it could be ensured that no-one recognised her.

Blue Hair assured her and when she added that the audience would go wild when they saw the Princess' tits covered in mud, the Princess was almost volunteering to pay to take part.

Blue Hair was as good as her word. The Princess was given a mask to wear and, given that no-one was likely to imagine finding her taking part, her anonymity was preserved. Quite a few women had been persuaded to take part, and they were all called together for a briefing and then to pair them up, size wise. The briefing was simple. The audience wanted to see naked bodies covered in mud – they weren't really worried as to who would win. The main idea for each fight was therefore to take a bit of time to strip each other naked and add the occasional hand on bare body parts to excite the audience further. Once they were naked they could wrestle a bit and then, at a signal from the referee, one would pin the other and the next bout would begin.

The Princess wasn't unhappy to find herself due to wrestle a busty lady who, despite her chest, was round about the Princess' height and maybe a little heavier. She wasn't very pretty, but the Princess was sure that no-one would mind so long as her chest was out in the open!

A large tent had been set up, with raised seating all around a central stage which contained the mud-filled ring where the fights would take place. An opening in the seating allowed access to the changing rooms and (amazingly) showers that had been installed beneath the seating.

Before getting ready for her fight, the Princess looked out at the audience who, by then, had virtually all arrived. It was clear that it was a sell-out and, what surprised the Princess most, was that there seemed to be as many women as men. Gone were the days of the dirty-mac brigade. Mind you they would not have had the money to pay the price of the tickets.

The Princess was on to fight third, and she saw nothing of the first two fights as she changed into the bikini which had been supplied for her and made sure her mask was securely fastened. Her opponent had been briefed to avoid removing it. Chatting in the dressing room it became clear that virtually all the contestants were volunteers, ready to get dirty for a good cause. No-one was really concerned about having her tits exposed (all you had to do to see them was to go to the nearest beach anyway), but several were relying on the excitement of the wrestling to cover any embarrassment caused by showing their pussies to all the audience.

The Princess and her opponent had had the time to chat before their bout and had agreed to strip and play with tits, before targeting their remaining clothes. They had also agreed that it would be the Princess who would concede defeat – any wrestling they did between stripping each other and that defeat would be aimed at exhibiting the others body and there the Princess' opponent was quite happy for the Princess to exhibit as much of her as she was intending to exhibit the Princess.

The presenter called them out to fight and with all the pomp and exhibition such events deserve they made their way to the ring and stripped off the dressing gowns they had been given so that the audience could see them in their bikinis.

Taking their places, on their knees, on either side of the ring they waited for the signal to start. Closing in fast each threw the other into the mud ensuring that they were both good and muddy before they started on each others bras. The Princess was the first to expose one of the opponent's tits which, for a few seconds was quite clean, much to the pleasure of those who enjoyed seeing white bare breast flesh in generous quantities.

The Princess' pert pair were open to gaze soon after as her bra was pulled right off. They were reasonably mud free until her opponent grabbed them in her muddy hands before holding them in a manner which allowed the audience to appreciate their attractive shape. Not having seen the Princess' boobs before this hadn't been rehearsed, but it was clear that holding them this way produced cheers and so the two allowed this hold to be prolonged before the Princess was dumped tits first into the mud to ensure they were fully coated.

With her opponent making little attempt to stop her the Princess was able to liberate the one remaining covered boob and apparently try to wrestle them off their owner's chest with boob flesh spilling out between her fingers. The two women were getting fully into the spirit of the event.

Putting the Princess onto her back her opponent took hold of the Princess' nipples and pulled them just enough to stretch her boobs in a more impressive way. Her own nipples were quite short, and so, as the Princess could not replicate the move, she used one finger to (apparently) titivate those nipples before her opponent clamped her large pair over the Princess' face, seemingly trying to suffocate her. The referee called an end to Round 1.

Round 2 saw pants being partially pulled up and down several times around what looked like a short wedgie contest (totally fake). The two were quite in tune and with very little communication between them they dolloped handfuls of mud inside their panties, making sure that their nakedness would be hidden. Kneeling a short distance apart on a signal from the Princess they pulled each other's underwear half way down at the exact same second and then wrestled them off.

In an illegal move the Princess stood while holding her opponent's legs and pressed one foot against her pussy. Moments later her opponent did the same to her, but while lying on her back in the mud. Apparently cross with each other they grabbed opponent's pussy and (supposedly) squeezed for a prolonged moment to wild applause. The end of the round was called.

In Round three they actually had a bit of fun wrestling each other around, spreading the others legs when they could for those gratuitous open pussy shots that seemed exactly want the audience wanted to see, before the Princess allowed her opponent to pin her and claim the bout. They were both applauded until after they had left the arena and were out of sight. Blue Hair's employer was more than pleased.

Having showered the mud off the Princess was in the changing room relaxing with a dressing gown around her when Blue Hair came in. She told them that four men in the audience had offered a considerable sum of money to wrestle the same way, and so they were looking for four volunteers. The Princess' opponent was the first to volunteer and she 'volunteered' the Princess to join her. The Princess wasn't sure and she asked for confirmation of the rules before accepting. It was suggested that they would wrestle to strip each other and then they could mutually grope each other until the guy had a hard-on that was big enough for the audience to see, but it would stop there, with no further sexual action.

What harm was there in that? Well, there was some, but the Princess decided that this would be a new experience that would be (just about) acceptable. So she allowed her being volunteered to stand.

Two of the other women were soon found, and new bikinis were dug out. Nothing had been prepared for the men, so they would wrestle in their underpants.

After the last of the girl/girl fights the presenter announced that there would be an added event with four volunteers from the audience taking on four of the lady wrestlers they had already seen with the difference that the four volunteers were men. He suggested that anyone who was upset by this should now take the chance to leave. All the audience were adults (mandatory in the booking process), and they had already seen naked women wrestling so really men/women combats weren't that different. Only a very small number of people left.

The Princess watched the first bout from the wings, which featured her former opponent against a middle-aged bloke. Much as in the previous fights they more or less arranged the stripping process and by the time the man was naked his manhood clearly showed he was enjoying himself. He had fun with her tits and she rubbed him a few times. End of bout.

The Princess was the last of the four to take the ring, against a man who outweighed her considerably. In a real fight she wouldn't have had a chance, but he seemed far more interested in denuding and playing with her boobs than anything else (a man of taste, except that, in the mud, tasting them was not an option!). She rather enjoyed herself, especially as he seemed to be very competent at touching her boobs in a manner which was most pleasurable. She stripped his clothes, before he removed hers, and even then he mostly rubbed her boobs with just the occasional touching of her pussy while she helped him show off the impressive size of his boner.

At the end the audience wanted more – in short they wanted to see where the men could put their hard-ons. The guys were all for it, but the women dug their heels in until a spontaneous whip round of the audience raised so much money that it would have been uncharitable to have refused (after all they had all agreed to take part to raise money).

A simple rule was drawn up – each match would end when the guy came, which had to be by hand, outside the woman's body but, before then, he would try to penetrate the woman. To make things even steamier two women would take on two men at the same time and the guys would try to penetrate both women before coming.

That evening, long afterwards, the Princess couldn't recall just how she came to accept that. It was way outside anything she had ever done before – she had never cheated on her husband with another man (only women and that couldn't be called cheating – could it?). But, at the time, she was whisked along with the 'see how much money we are making for charity, you can't refuse' line.

She was paired with a blond lady, against two middle-aged men (one who had fought her earlier opponent). No clothes were left, so they began already naked. The blokes had agreed with them not to use their strength but to go for the spectacle. They reckoned that they could 'last' quite some time.

They were first on and, like gentlemen, the two men rubbed their muddied bodies top and bottom preparing them, and allowing them time to make sure the men were ready. Then one of the men had a 'mock' fight with the Princess trying to get his way, but being rebuffed, before finally sliding into her. The Princess was surprised to find this was enjoyable and she was actually quite aroused.

The mud made it easy for her to slide clear of him (once he released her shoulders) and she was giving him a good rub when the other man came up from behind and slid his length into her. The blond slid past and was soon sat on an upright shaft with her legs held up in the air, while the Princess was taken doggy fashion.

The guys changed partners twice more and the Princess began to enjoy that sensation as a well lubricated (and muddy) sex slid into her and then they whispered that it would be as well to move on, so the women successfully emptied their pussies of gentlemanly parts and rubbed the two men to an explosive finish.

The other fight went much the same way and all the audience went home happy – the organisers and beneficiaries of the event as well.