My girlfriend made me model lingerie and now I'm in a femboy wrestling tournament (Part 6)

**Part 6**

All characters are above the age of 18.

The crowd was still buzzing from my first-round win when the announcer called for round two. Before the bell even rang, my eyes found Jessica in the front row. She was already bent over one of the folding chairs, skirt hiked up around her waist, while a muscular spectator from the audience fucked her hard from behind. Her breasts bounced with every thrust and she was moaning loudly, looking straight at me with a wicked, encouraging smile on her face.

The sight hit me like a spark. Instead of feeling defeated, a rush of desperate energy surged through me. I wanted to show her I could take control that I could dominate this match.

The bell rang. My opponent, Princess Sparkle, stepped forward in his glittery silver thong singlet. I didn’t wait. I lunged at him aggressively, slamming into his chest and driving him backward across the oily mat. He stumbled, surprised by my sudden intensity. I grabbed his arm, twisted, and took him down hard, pinning his shoulders to the canvas.

For the first time, I had real leverage. I straddled his waist, grinding down on him as I held him in place. “Not this time,” I growled, reaching back to yank the front of his silver thong singlet aside. His cock sprang free, already rock hard. Without hesitation I positioned myself and sank down onto him in one smooth, deep motion.

I started riding him hard, bouncing up and down on his cock with aggressive, determined strokes. My blonde wig bounced wildly with every movement, my bare ass slapping against his thighs as I took him deep inside me. The crowd roared in surprise and approval. Princess Sparkle groaned beneath me, his hands gripping my hips as I rode him faster, controlling the pace.

For a moment I felt powerful. I glanced over at Jessica again she was still getting fucked from behind, moaning louder as she watched me dominate my opponent. Her eyes were locked on me, full of lust and pride.

But Princess Sparkle wasn’t done. He suddenly bucked his hips up hard, nearly throwing me off. Before I could regain control, he flipped our positions, pinning me down on my back. The referee, now fully hard and unable to stay neutral, moved in quickly. While Princess Sparkle slammed back into my ass, the ref knelt in front of my face and pushed his cock into my mouth.

I was suddenly taking it on both ends again, my body rocking helplessly between them on the oily mat. My muffled moans grew louder and needier around the ref’s dick as Princess Sparkle pounded me relentlessly. The crowd went wild.

The referee reached down and stroked my leaking cock while he thrust into my mouth. The double stimulation was too much. I came hard with a broken, muffled cry, spilling across my own stomach. Princess Sparkle followed right after, filling my ass with his load. The referee pulled out and added his own release across my chest.

I thought for sure I had lost after losing control like that. But when the judges announced the decision, they shocked everyone once again. “Baby Bitch enjoyed it more! Advance to the semifinals!”

I lay there panting on the mat, covered in oil, cum, and my own mess, breathing hard. The crowd roared. Jessica blew me a kiss from the ropes, still flushed and moaning softly as the guy behind her kept thrusting.

She leaned in close as the ref helped me to my feet. “Two wins down, baby. You’re turning into such a perfect little wrestling whore. Ready for the next round?”

I could only nod weakly, knowing the tournament was far from over and things were only going to get more intense.