“Christy vs. Alyson – First Night Wrestling”

By JJJ

“Coming down the isle standing 5'5” weighing 110lbs with measurements of 34D-22-33 is CHHHRIIISTTTTY!”

Christy walked to the ring hesitantly, although the crowd's reaction immediately brought a smile to the stunning girl's face. Christy was without a doubt one of the most beautiful girls anyone had seen. She was a former winner of a state Hawaiian Tropic contest, along with numerous bikini contests. She came out wearing a tight pair of grey cut-off cotton shorts that hugged her incredible ass and a skin tight matching grey shirt that stopped just below her enormous breasts. Her tight stomach looked incredible and it was clear this girl spent a lot of time in the gym. By no means was she overly muscular, just incredibly fit. She had the thickest set of dark sandy blonde hair, which ended midway down her back in big wavy curls. Her long sandy hair looked sexy as it cascaded down over her shoulders, bouncing with each step she took. Christy's makeup was flawless, as she chose dark blue eye shadow to cover her hypnotic blue eyes, while her dark red lipstick screamed hooker. Christy chose to wear a pair of white tennis sneakers and matching white crew socks. If not for the outfit she was wearing, she looked ready to go out for a night on the town. She entered the ring, and nervously walked to her corner and waited for opponent.

“Making her way to the ring next standing 5'2”, weighing 127 lbs with measurements of 33B-25-34 is Alllllyyyyssssonnn!”

Alyson emerged from her dressing room and the crowd's response seemed to shock her! It was clearly evident the fans were only ho-hum when they saw her. Alyson was dressed in an outfit similar to Christy, wearing running shorts and a matching yellow tank top. The clothes clearly didn't flatter the young girls body the way Christy's did, and the crowd began to let her know as a few spectators began booing. Her shoulder length red hair was pulled back and pinned behind her head and she wore little make-up. When she entered the ring, Christy glared at her trying to intimidate her smaller opponent as Christy had a good three inches on Alyson.

“Fuck you lookin at you slut? I'm gonna fuckin rip those eyes out and shit down your sockets!” Alyson screamed at the blonde. Christy's stomach churned as her mouth dropped wide open in utter disbelief. The crowd on the other hand heard Alyson and began to get rowdy, as they eagerly anticipated a great match up. Alyson turned and raised her arms, “I'm gonna fuck this cunt up!!!!!” She screamed as she continued to gain supporters by the second.

After showboating for a few more seconds, Alyson slowly made her way to meet Christy in the middle of the ring as the referee went over the rules for the fight. The girls were basically allowed to do anything but scratch and punch each others faces, or use weapons of any kind. The fight would go on till one girl submitted or became unconscious. Other than that anything the girls could think of would be allowed, and encouraged.

Just as the referee was finishing going over the rules, Alyson bounced forward and fired an open hand slap to Christy's flawless face. Christy was stunned; her head knocked to the side, her long hair sent spraying outwards. As this happened, the referee signaled for the bell and our first match was underway. Alyson never let up as she closed her fist this time and drove it into Christy's firm exposed belly. Christy was shocked as the air shot from her lungs as she immediately doubled over from the surprised pain. The crowd at this point was screaming encouragement to both combatants, and it seemed we were in for a great show.

Alyson quickly stepped back and walked behind the hunched over Christy and grabbed her by the back of her long curly hair. Before she knew what happened, Christy was flipped over landing harshly onto the mat, being snap-mared by the fiery red head. Christy screamed as her scalp was on fire, finding herself flat on her back looking up at the approaching Alyson wondering what the hell had just happened to her. Before Christy could react, she was yanked painfully back to her feet again buy her hair. As quickly as she found herself standing, she was immediately doubled over by a knee left to the gut. Christy tried to escape the sudden attack but as she was backing up, Alyson's leg sprang out and barreled into her right knee dropping her back down on the mat into a kneeling position.

The crowd was on its feet loving every second of watching this knockout babe get manhandled and Alyson was quickly gaining supporters. Alyson wasted no time as she again brought her knee up this time slamming it square into Christy's oversize chest. Christy squealed with pain, as her breasts were crushed by Alyson's kneelift, her shirt providing little protection.

“Your used to being on yours knees aren't' you SLUT!!!!” Alyson screamed. Christy immediately cupped her aching chest, trying to massaging away some of the searing pain. Alyson took a second and paraded around the ring with her arms over her head, clearly quite pleased with how the match was progressing thus far. Though she didn't have many fans when she emerged from the dressing room, this was rapidly beginning to change. Alyson decided not to waste too much time and quickly turned her attention back to Christy.

Alyson bent over the aching blonde and entangled both hands in her long locks. Christy gasped as she was roughly hauled to her feet yet again and this time was slammed back into the turnbuckle. Christy's back hit hard and the wind was knocked out of her in one quick move. Alyson wasted no time following up as she lowered a shoulder and slammed into Christy's tight stomach. Christy moaned as her back was blasted into the turnbuckle, as she was clearly dazed from the sudden onslaught. Alyson dropped back a step and blasted a forearm smack across Christy's huge chest.

The crowd yelled “WWWWOOOO” ala Ric Flair. Alyson repeated the move three times much to the delight of the crowd. Christy's skin tight half shirt shook uncontrollably as her breasts rocked and shook under the stinging slaps. Alyson took a second to gain her composure before this time balling up a fist and sending it crashing into Christy's huge left breast.

Christy wailed while Alyson's balled fist again came flying upwards, this time upper cutting the oversized mammary before Christy even had a chance to cover up. Christy desperately tried to shield her breasts with her hands but Alyson must have expected this for she instantly drove her knee up and pounded it deep into Christy's crotch!

It seemed the audience came to life in unison as Christy opened her mouth and tried to scream as her gorgeous face contorted with pain. No sound came out as she involuntarily slumped to the mat massaging her pounded pussy trying to alleviate the searing pain. With Christy slumping on the mat, Alyson again paraded around the ring, gloating at how easy a time she was having with the “old fan favorite!” Her fans roared approval, while Christy was in a world of hurt trying to assuage the pain in her pussy oblivious to what was going on.

Alyson turned just in time to see Christy rolling out of the ring, hoping to gain some much-needed time to recover. Christy just made it onto the arena floor, and Alyson wasted no time following her as she didn't want to give her a chance to regain any strength. With Christy staggering and half slumped over, Alyson viciously grabbed her long hair, pulled her head down and forced her head between her legs in a standing head scissors. Those in the front row roared in approval as Christy was bent over at waist level, her incredible ass sticking in the air.

Christy immediately panicked as the pressure slowly began building in her head. She could feel her temples pounding and desperately thrashed back and forth in hopes of freeing herself. Alyson, seeing Christy's ass wiggling back and forth as she squirmed, reached over her back and grabbed the waistband of her shorts. The crowd that had a close view loved every second knowing what was sure to come.

As Alyson leaned back and pulled, Christy's already short shorts shot straight up into her ass and pussy. She screamed like a banshee as the gray material was instantly wedged deep into both of her sensitive slits. The crowd loved the way Alyson was just man-handling the stunning blonde, and loudly showed their appreciation. Christy begged Alyson to stop, but Alyson just laughed at her while increasing the pressure in her already throbbing pussy.

After almost a full minute of tugging and pulling, Alyson finally let go of Christy's shorts. Everyone in attendance was on there feet loving every second of the action so far. Through this whole time, Alyson never released her standing head scissors and still had Christy's head tightly trapped. Alyson smiled as she violently brought down both fists into the small of Christy's back in a double ax-handle. Christy howled in pain as she was driven to her knees, her hands reaching around to the small of her back while her shorts rode up her ass leaving both cheeks exposed.

Alyson smiled evilly as she bent over the obviously hurting Christy and hissed, "We'd better get these nasty shorts outta your ass sweetie!"

With Christy still holding her back, she never had time to prevent Alyson from grabbing onto her shorts and began yanking on them. Within seconds Alyson had no trouble removing them, temporarily relieving Christy's wedgie but exposing Christy's choice of underwear. Christy's behind looked perfect in a pink thong that was barely visible, yet accented the curves of her ass perfectly. Alyson pranced around outside the ring waving Christy's shorts over her head, while the crowd screamed its approval. Christy rolled over and continued to hold her aching back with one hand and half-heartily tried to cover her ass with the other.

Alyson laughed when she saw Christy trying to cover her ass and she quickly dropped down to her knees and rolled Christy over on her back. While she flipped her over, Alyson fired another fist, this time driving it straight down into Christy's belly button. The wind shot from Christy's lungs as she gasped for breath, wondering what she had gotten herself into.

As soon as she had Christy on her back, Alyson stood at Christy's head with her feet firmly planted on her long hair. She reached forward and grabbed both of Christy's arms securing a grip on her wrists. Smiling, she then began violently pulling them up and back while standing on Christy's hair. Christy shrieked as her scalp was instantly ablaze with pain, fearing her hair might be ripped from her head as her torso was pulled up off the floor while her hair remained pinned against the floor. Alyson let Christy's body drop back, only to pull up violently again, forcing another pained scream from the battered blonde.

After a few agonizing seconds, Alyson finally let go of Christy's hands which immediately went to her head to tend to her aching scalp and ensure all her hair hadn't been pulled out. With her hands in her hair, Christy couldn't keep Alyson from stomping on her unprotected stomach. Even though her abs were tight, the wind was again knocked out of her trim body. Alyson looked on with a smile on her face as she laughed at her beaten opponent. Things didn't look good for Christy who had yet to show any sign's of offense, and was now curled up into the fetal position. Unfortunately for Christy, her position left her open to another kick, this time to her already sore lower back. She bellowed out in response, her whole body was now shooting with pain.

Alyson couldn't believe just how evil she could be, but she was strangely enjoying dominating the stunning blonde, hoping to inflict more damage and embarrassment. She dragged Christy up by the hair and started to roll her back into the ring. After a brief struggle, Alyson finally managed to get the weakly resisting blonde back into the ring. Christy lifelessly rolled across the ring holding her throbbing back, while Alyson jumped onto the ring apron. Standing outside the ring, the redhead again played to the crowd, getting the response she sought. She stepped through the ropes, walked over to Christy who was watching her approach with a growing dread. When Alyson came within a few feet, Christy shot her fist out and drove her knuckles square into her opponent's crotch.

Alyson never saw the punch coming and it dropped her to her knees, her lower body exploded with sudden pain. Christy was still in to much pain to mount an immediate attack, but she'd gained precious time to recover and regain some composure. Alyson was still writhing on the mat massaging her crotch when Christy made it to her feet, albeit slowly. Christy stood, and slowly picked the thong wedgie from her ass and pussy, and the crowd erupted with a chorus of jeers and whistles!

Christy held one hand to her back as the other clutched the ropes for support, never taking her eyes off of Alyson. After a few seconds of a much needed rest, she warily approached Alyson who was still in a lot of pain still on the mat, curled in a ball. Christy pulled her foot back and fired a vicious kick right into Alyson's flat ass. Alyson yelled and then screamed as Christy's foot slammed into her a second time, this time her landing squarely on her thigh. Alyson couldn't believe the sudden turn of events as her whole lower body was suddenly racked with pain.

Christy, herself still in pain, bent over and grabbed Alyson's hair dragging her to a standing position. Alyson's leg buckled when Christy again kicked her in that same thigh. Alyson collapsed to the mat as her leg gave out at impact but Christy bent over the fallen girl grabbing the back of her yellow shirt.

“You like taking of clothes bitch!!!” She began to scream at Alyson as she peeled the red head's shirt off over her head. Christy removed the shirt easily, and then limped around the ring brandishing her trophy to the appreciative crowd. The crowd wasn't nearly as responsive upon seeing the flat chested girl, as they had been when the blonde lost an article of clothing. Alyson, who wasn't intimidated at being left in just her white lace bra, was seething with rage at the stunning blonde, who was still showboating. Christy threw Alyson's shirt aside and focused her attention back onto Alyson. Alyson, who was now left in yellow shorts and a white bra, rose to face Christy but was slightly favoring her throbbing leg.

Seeing Alyson in her bra, Christy laughed, "What happened to your tits dear? Are those an A cup or did a mosquito bite you twice?"

Alyson was clearly jealous as her breasts were no match for Christy's impressively large, albeit fake, rack. She slowly walked toward Christy, who hesitantly retreated into the corner, trying to sidestep the advancing redhead.

“Afraid of me popping those watermelons, is that why you're running? Don't want me to spank your bony ass, huh?" Alyson taunted.

Christy had heard enough and decided to go on the offensive. She sprang into action and ran at Alyson, trying to lock her hands into her red hair. Just as Christy raised her hands, Alyson lowered her head and drove her shoulder into Christy's midsection. Christy was stunned as she gasped from the sudden surprise and pain. Again, the tough redhead immediately went on the offensive, this time grabbing the back of Christy's cropped shirt.

"So you wanted to see my bra, huh? Well, let's let everyone see YOURS !" Alyson screamed as the crowd went ballistic in eager anticipation.

Alyson ripped the shirt right off Christy's back leaving her in a sexy pink lace bra and matching pink thong. Christy's enormous breasts overflowed her bra and everyone could see Alyson stop dead in her tracks as she gazed at them with undisguised envy. It was never evident just how big Christy's breasts really were until this point, and woooooww they didn't disappoint anyone in attendance. With her waist as tiny as it was, it made her massive chest look even more incredible.

"Look at these fake plastic watermelons!" Alyson said in disgust, as if her spurious accusation somehow diminished Christy's stunning beauty.

Christy was much more bashful about her body being exposed than Alyson was, and she immediately covered her chest with her crossed arms, although why was anyone's guess. Alyson used the opening to grab Christy by her long hair and run her into the corner of the ring. Christy squealed as she was forced to run behind Alyson who suddenly stopped and slammed Christy's face first into the corner turnbuckle. Christy's body went stiff and when Alyson released her hair, she toppled over backward, landing flat on her back. The crowd loved every second, as Christy's near naked body glistened with sweat under the bright ring lights; her lungs rapidly expanded and contracted her massive chest as she tried to get her breath.

Alyson was quickly on her again not allowing Christy any time to rest. Alyson grabbed Christy's legs and pulled her over to the turnbuckle, placing her legs on either side of the steel upright. Alyson quickly jumped out of the ring, grabbed both of Christy's ankles and pulled back as hard as she could. Christy's crotch sped forward and slammed into the steel as her eyes bulged while she let out an ear piercing screech. Alyson didn't stop and she kept pulling, and increasing the pressure on Christy's crotch. Christy thrashed her arms and scrambled on the mat desperate to free her legs to alleviate increasing pain. Alyson kept up the pressure for a few moments until Christy was begging for much needed relief.

Alyson jumped back into the ring and rolled Christy onto her stomach. She quickly bent over the hurting blonde and released the clasp of Christy's lacey pink bra. Securing a one-handed grip on the straps, she then jerked back viciously like she was pulling the reigns of a horse. Alyson reached back with her free hand and spanked Christy's incredible ass while continuing to pull backward on her bra straps. The pressure was pancaking her tits against her chest as Christy's feet beat a tattoo on the floor in hopes of alleviating the mounting pain. After spanking Christy's ass a few more times Alyson pulled down both pink bra straps and the crowd exploded as Christy shrieked in utter humiliation. Alyson pulled Christy to her feet and the unsupported bra fluttered away from her flawless body dropping on the canvas.

Christy's large nipples popped erect immediately on their exposure to the chilly air as her arms were being pulled over her head. Before she knew what had happened, Christy found herself trapped helplessly in a full nelson. With her arms raised and her shoulders pulled back, Christy's enormous 34D's were on full display for all to see, and the crowd was deafening. Christy screamed for release as Alyson roughly forced her to parade her proud puppies slowly around the ring for all to see. Christy's head hung down in shame, her long hair slightly covering her breasts. Alyson wouldn't hear of this and she sadistically shook Christy's body, making her bare boobs jiggle and bounce uncontrollably, much to the delight of the crowd while her hair was whipped from side to side like a rag doll.

Alyson paraded her trophy around the ring, ensuring to stop at each side so the crowd could get a good, long look at her enormous, naked tits. But, Alyson got careless, or perhaps underestimated Christy's condition, for the blonde was able to free her arms by dropping straight down on her ass. As Alyson staggered back somewhat knocked off balance, Christy immediately cupped her bare breasts in her hands and started to scramble on her knees toward the edge of the ring!

Alyson hurried to block Christy's escape and caught her by her long hair yet again. She quickly stepped in front of her and then positioned Christy's head between her knees for second time. Christy's own legs were slightly parted so the entire arena had an excellent view of her luscious crotch, especially after Alyson bent over and wedgied her barely their thong deep into her ass. The blonde shrieked while the crowd cheered wildly at the sight of the haughty blonde being manhandled. As Alyson moved to secure her grip, Christy struggled to her feet and managed to pull free of Alyson's legs.

Christy quickly twisted around hoping to free herself, but Alyson wouldn't let go of her thong which was now buried deep in her ass and pussy. The intensity of the wedgie increased as Alyson began to jerk up on the shrinking thong while Christy desperately struggled to break away. Now position behind Christy, Alison began to bounce up and down, making Christy's perfect tits shake uncontrollably with each tug. The thong worked itself deeper and deeper into Christy's pussy and with each bounce more and more of her well-groomed thatch of dark hair and swollen labia came into sight.

Christy screamed in agony, tears streaming down her flushed face as she cupped one hand down into her thong wedgie trying in vain to alleviate some of the pain. Her other arm was crossed over her huge chest in an unsuccessful attempt to hide her massive breasts from the leering crowd. Soon, the thong stretched to its breaking point, and then dramatically snapped, the end sliding painfully out from between her pussy lips and ass cheeks.

Christy collapsed to the floor, holding her naked, aching body, seemingly unconscious as she lay sprawled on the mat. Alyson slowly walked over to the quietly sobbing blonde and dragged her to her feet by her hair yet again, then ran her chest-first into the turnbuckle. Christy gasped when her naked tits slammed into the ropes and she barely offered any resistance when Alyson spun her around. The redhead put both of Christy's arms over the top ropes, pushing her head back and arching her naked body in a wanton display for all to see. Alyson suddenly latched onto Christy's huge tits and began digging her nails in the soft titflesh, the pain causing the blonde to wail at the top of her lungs in anguish. Alyson stretched and pulled Christy's breasts in every direction as Christy struggled weakly to free herself from the tangled ropes.

“I GIVEEEEEEE I GIVEEEEEEEE!” Christy shrieked her submission.

The bell rang to signal the end of the contest but Alyson didn't seem quite finished just yet. Alyson stepped back and snapped a kick square into Christy's pussy. Christy's head rolled around lifelessly for a few seconds before she lost consciousness. Alyson was thoroughly disappointed the blonde had passed out so quickly, as she clearly wanted to have more fun. Christy body slumped forward and was just hanging limply from the ropes, and Alyson raised her hands above her head as the crowd screamed its approval.

The redhead slowly walked around relishing the screaming crowd. As a final act, Alyson bent over and picked up Christy's discarded thong holding up in the air as a trophy. She slowly stalked over to the helpless blonde and quickly stuffed the tattered thong into her mouth without even a murmur of protest from the sleeping blonde. She left Christy's body draped over the ropes while she left the ring to the roar of the crowd.

What a great opening night!

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