Clyde Gastin Vs. Party Hard

Clyde couldn't move. "Uhh..." Another soft moan most likely let Kaylee and the crowd know he was under her spell as her knee pressed down on his abs, testing his muscles to endure the pressure. "Hoooh..." He wheezed a moment before her thigh slid across his fame, feeling her barely clothed, tightly knitted form grind on his flesh before her skirted rear rolled and ground a circle along his lap.

"F-FFuck~" A mewl was all Clyde could give with glassy eyes as he felt Kaylee's toned and shapely hips riding him, his cock rising to full mast and throbbing in his tights before her cutesy taunt made him so red in the face. To be called 'tough' while being beaten like this was so humiliating. But he had few complaints right now.

"K-Kaylee..." Was all he mouthed before he felt her large, ample breasts compress agianst his chest. "Nhh..." He felt her soft, bountiful flesh from her top, feeling her soft skin as she wrapped her arms around him like a lover before planting soft kisses.

"N-Nh...Ah...Ooh..." Clyde writhed and twitched with every peck along his neck, to his chin. He felt like a king being treated like this and he SCREAMED at himself to fight. But what Kaylee was doing was mesmerizing and when she finally went eye level with him, he got a nice long look at those cozy, cute and expressive green eyes.

"K-Kaylee...W-Wait!" Clyde protested as she slid along him and played to his navel with her dainty, gloved finger before he felt her hand rubbing his covered crotch. She didn't need to do much with that, his rod had made a firm and tall tent in the tights and left the cowboy a glossy eyed, longing mess that had a partially open mouth, waiting for a kiss.

When it came, he didn't hesitate to return it the moment, Kaylee's lush lips locked with his own. "M-Mff..." Her forceful kiss nearly knocked him out with pure ecstasy as he writhed under her, unable to resist or fight back.

"MhhhMhh...." He felt the air sucked from his lungs and his eyes fluttered. Already he felt like he could cum just from this kiss as Kaylee's tongue tangled and dominated his own.

Out of sheer desire, Clyde traced a hand down Kaylee's back, finding her ample rear and then quickly giving it small smack and squeeze, digging her finger tips under her booty and giving it a nice lift and clench.

All her life Kaylee had been manipulating people around her to love her, though the degree and the amount of underhandedness varied. In her early days it was part of her job, a child star, America’s sweetheart. Then it was social media as a fun loving prankster who occasionally posted some scandalous photos on her Instagram feed. Now? It was a bit of all of that mixed with a healthy dose of seduction. Aside from her handful of hentai matches, she hadn't had much luck with her fellow competitors with bringing them to her knees with her womanly wiles… until now.

Men were so easy. So predictable. It almost felt as though they were asking for it… and after she got her hands on them they normally wound up doing just that. Clyde was no different. He may have had accolades, years of experience, and a long list of former victories behind him but that didn't seem to mean anything as she ran her gloved fingers over the bulge beneath his tights.

She had started out strong, taking and maintaining control over their kiss, becoming more aggressive the less residence she encountered. His lips were hers. His mouth was hers. His tongue was hers. He belonged to her, and in this moment she could do whatever it was she wanted to him. It seemed mutually beneficial for just about everything involved, save for his career.

She moaned softly as the clap of her backside, lifting her cheeks up into his grasp to give him a firm handful of her smooth rounded bottom. She rolled her hips slowly in the air, helping to provide him as much of her as he wished to hold with minimal effort required to keep him content and passive.

Roughly she broke their kiss, biting hard on his lower lip to give it a tug. “Such a big strong man.” She whispered softly, a mocking tone that seemed to still carry with it a wilting sensual untone. “Mmm… I guess I need some stronger moves.” With a light sinister giggle, she walked her fingers up along the crotch of Clyde’s pants over any protests he might have, pushing her fingertips down under the lip of his waistline to squirm her fingers down within his tights, fingers seeking out his throbbing manhood to wrap themselves around it before starting to stroke him firmly within the tight confines of his pants.

She shifted on top of him, rising up slightly to stare down the bridge of his nose at his face with her piercing green eyes. She was smiling, knowing full well what she was doing and how powerless he was to fight her. She pursed her lips, kissing the air softly before she began to lower herself back down. Using her free hand she slipped it through the unkempt hair of her opponent, attempting to guide his face between her breasts right in the opened front of her top. If she managed to cover him completely, she would lay herself down to begin smothering her poor foe as she worked him over down below.

Kissing Kaylee felt heavenly and mesmerizing to say the least with Clyde feeling downright lost in her sensual and erotic embrace. Her touch was masterful, her kiss was beyond heavenly and Clyde found himself having a hard time resisting as their lips and tounges locked. Her silk, gloved hand running daintily and softly over his tights.

Tempted by her, he moved his hand to her ass, clapping and squeezing her booty and kneading it as she offered it to him. When she rolled her hips, he felt every curve of her prime, rounded bottom softly rolling her ass along his hand. He felt like a king having Kaylee kiss, caress and grind on him. He had completely forgotten about the match.

"M-Mff...Ouhh~!" Suddenly, Kaylee broke the kiss with a rough tug with Clyde following Kaylee's lips, her hard bite and tug to his lips making him wince before the kiss broke and his head bounced off the canvas.

"Uhh~" He moaned softly with a goofy grin on his face directed at Kaylee as she toyed with him. Her giggling was cute but nothing could prepare Clyde for what happened next when Kaylee's soft, gloved fingers traced along his crotch before snaking under his tights where he felt her finger hips suddenly grip his throbbing cock.

"K-Kay~! Nnnhh..." He flushed and melted instantly, tongue oozing out as he felt her long strokes onto his cock, making him shudder and outright moan lewdly on the mat as he looked up at her smiling green-eyed visage.

When she pursed her lips, his did the same out of reflex, like he could kiss her back before she lowered her ample breasts right onto his face. "Mff~"" He cooed the moment her breasts mashed to his face, leaving him to squirm and twitch under Kaylee, unable to breath but unable to help himself from nuzzling and kissing Kaylee's breasts, pecking her tits with soft smooches for a moment as he basked in her body...

Before long, as he tried to take a breath, he only got a mouthful of tit and began to waken to the familiar knowledge of being smothered.

Suddenly, he twitched and squirmed under her, his hand, his body shaking with ecstasy at the grip she had on his cock that made him want to just go docile. But still, the resistance the cowboy had was there as he tried to push off the mat and roll the two over somehow!

Kaylee heaved her chest out, swaying slightly to ensure Clyde’s face sunk deep within her cleavage, the tight top squeezing on either side, doing the work of encapsulating her hapless prey between her full and beautiful breasts. In the moment he was t fighting, quite the opposite in fact. She cooed softly at his small.affections, rewarding each kiss with only applying more pressure to the smother that would be one of the tools of his defeat.

“Mmm, that's a good boy.” He was her throne, a former champion, now nothing more than something for her to lounge upon. She could grow to like matches like these… people like MIO or Clyde who could easily be bent to her whim. It made the matches relaxing and easy, two things she was never opposed to. The added perk of taking out a big name was just the icing on the cake.

Once the reality of the situation seemed to set in, she felt him squirming beneath her. A small struggle she handled with no real issue, legs spread to either side keeping her firmly mounted on top of him even as his body swayed, perhaps to try and roll the two of them. She snickered softly, tsking under her breath as she slipped his manhood from his trunks with a wiggle, on full display while she continued to run her hand up and down along its length in long luxurious strokes.

“You aren’t trying to leave me, are you~?” The blond pouted softly, baby speaking down to her victim as if the two had been just another cute couple out on a date. She moaned softly, grinding herself up against him as her hand’s pace quickened. “If you really want to leave, you can tap… otherwise you aren't going anywhere until I am finished with you.”