Ryan Knight vs Femi Zahara - Craving For More

Femi might have been in the ring back in her hayday, but Ryan was no stranger to this sort of place too. He knew that if he corralled the smaller lady around the place he'd be able to set the stage better. The Paragon managed to box in Femi there even with his back to her! Still before he could make for a counter move there and make sure to break away and give his opponent some breathing room Femi...........took his breath away there. By catching him as he spun around and lip locked with him~

Okay, this was the thing that Ryan wanted. To taste Femi, ever since that session they had in the gym late at night where he was able to uncork the mature wine that was her. The match was still ongoing but Femi wasn't pressed against the corner there, in fact Ryan's arms would gently rest around her curvy hips there as he lightly moaned into the kiss. He had managed to show that he was able to corral his opponents in the ring there, why not have a bit of indulgence?

"You'll be coming back home with me that's what~" Ryan muttered to her in a sweet little nothing manner, to have a prize like this mature lady to spend an evening, or two or probably a lot more was too tempting not to fight for after all........

Ryan's lips pressed against hers, and the familiarity of the sensation brought a flood of memories from their previous encounter in the gym. The two had only just met, but it felt like they have lived a lifetime in each other's hearts—a love so heavily built on sexual interest, yet so pure simultaneously. Even if they didn't know each other all that well, they would, and that was enough for the mother. A new experience was a new experience no matter how much the path forward is buried in fog. Hearing Ryan moan, she followed suit, smiling softly as she pulled away slightly, just to return once again. The kiss was a momentary escape from the intensity of the wrestling match, which, basically, was a front for them to get far more intimate in the only place the two fighters knew best—the ring.
As Ryan's arms encircled her curvy hips, Femi couldn't help but enjoy the closeness. The sweet words he murmured only added to the allure, creating a tantalizing promise that stirred a mix of emotions within her. In that brief interlude, the world outside the ring seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of them in that shared moment of intimacy. She didn't even care to win anymore; to be touched by him meant more than anything.
"This is home~in your arms, that is~" Femi teased, her playful demeanor revealing a hint of the fiery spirit that had defined her wrestling career from start to, potentially, end.

Femi was being too adorable for her own good there, it was making Ryan want to put the fight aside and just hold her there. Granted you could certainly call this a bit of a whirlwind romance considering they met quite recently, however the Paragon had gone too long without a lover's touch that he like Femi had forgotten what it had felt like. Ryan would feel himself stirring down there and was grateful to having worn a cup under his trunks to help hide that fact~

"In your arms. Same here." Ryan muttered to her in acknowledgement as the mature lady caressed him. He was even forgetting that they were supposed to be in a match there until he glanced to the side and saw the ref lady there. No doubt envious just a tad of the massive hunk and curvy milf that were getting handsy in the ring. "That said, we better try and see who wears the pants." Ryan said as he'd try to get Femi into a grappled side headlock, but you could never be too sure of what a cornered beast like Femi could do if her ram horned headdress was anything to go by............

Feeling Ryan attempt to transition into a grappled side headlock, Femi responded with a sly twinkle in her eye. She moved with a dancer's grace, subtly shifting her weight and using the momentum to reverse the hold. Before Ryan could fully secure the headlock, Femi aimed to slip out of his grasp and twist into a position where she could take control.
If all went according to her plan, she'd woo him over with a hidden sense of experience that she kept for a moment like this. He could tell he was eyeing her body earlier, so she'd give him every bit of it. This time—not just her pussy, but he'd get the full-course meal. She chuckled under her breath, prepared to smother his face in her chest and stomach. Though, such a plan still in the works, if she was successful. Moreover, she vied for his attention, wanting to see what he'd say first. After all, it was such a fast, and impressive feat.
"I think my pants are a bit too big for you to fit in, hun, eheh~"

Ryan had hoped that now that he had a little bit of fun with Femi there he might be able to get back to making certain to control her, to prove that he'd be the one on top in their little dance~ Still Femi might have been a curvy lady but she had years of experience that belied her usual demeanour it seemed, enough to catch Ryan off guard there as she moved with grace that belied her frame and the next thing the Paragon knew he was getting a heaping faceful of her massive funbags!

"Mphmphh?!" Ryan yelped out into Femi's breasts, she had a rather firm grip on his head too. Her strength was stocky and built low and no doubt also bolstered by the maternal strength that someone of her curves could have mustered. Her breasts had to be at least E cup from how well they enveloped Ryan's handsome face there. Ryan could hear her heartbeat and playful remarks on her wide hips~

The Paragon decided to tease Femi while he sought to struggle in her surprisingly firm grip that was taking him aback there, making to wedgie Femi's thong there and spanking her booty there before trying to wrap his arms around her waist to try and cinch in a bearhug!

Femi's heart skipped a beat, her thong suddenly penetrating deep into her ass crack, and suffocating her pussy. Her crotch fumed in an aura of warmth, the mother sticking out her tongue in both pain and arousal. Ryan truly had gotten one over on the veteran, and surely, continued to make her feel more sexually stimulated than she had ever been in her prime. She giggled through the adrenaline, and stomped her foot down on the canvas, trying to pull away from her lover. At first sight, it may have seemed foolish for her to back away from wedgie, but she had actually tried to stretch out her thong long enough for her to easily slip out of it—the absolute beast of a wrestler spinning out of her own clothing and spewing cum from her crotch onto the canvas.
She had to admit, he made her wet with such a bold move, but she wasn't going to let this humiliation stand. She quickly slid her body to the ropes, and grinned. If successful, she'd run up to Ryan and spin around, slamming her bare ass into his face. It would truly be the test of endurance, and if he could truly take all of her sexually. She let him claim a hold of her pussy and boobs, but now it was time for a part that may very well be too powerful for him to handle, but Femi wanted to keep hope that he'd find his way to overcome her strongest move.

Femi wasn't the only one that was getting worked up quite hard in this match here, Ryan was usually able to keep composed in matches but here being shoved head first right between the mature woman's massive funbags was stimulating him hard. Enough to make him lose focus. Femi's giggle and stomp was faintly heard as he was stuffed in her breasts, the next thing Ryan knew he was roughly tossed aside there. Ryan stumbled on the way down and panted hard, taking in sweet gulps of fresh air. His plan after was to get standing again and try to grapple Femi again.......

Or at least that was the idea, the next thing he saw however was the mother moving right at him. Backside first. It was like looking at a pair of giant moons, time slowed down as Femi flew right at him and sure enough her big buttcheeks hit right on the mark! Femi was heavyset by anyone's standards and momentum carried that frame forward and down, slamming Ryan's body right on the mat with her ass right on his face!

Okay now this was a hellish buttpress, but also heaven for some! Including Ryan~ The lad gave a moan into Femi's ass as his hands tried to paw and buck at her hips there but Femi's heavy frame worked well there as it made it hard to unseat her from what he could feel. The Paragon's air was getting deprived as all he could see, hear and feel was asscheeks~

The veteran felt a sense of triumph as she successfully executed the move, slamming her voluptuous backside onto Ryan's face. Femi, now seated on Ryan's face, could feel the subtle struggles beneath her. The sensation of his hands pawing at her hips only added to the intense thrill of the moment.
Femi took a moment to relish the dominance she had established, her curvy hips providing a comfortable cushion for Ryan's face. The moans escaping from beneath her served as a testament to the effectiveness of her maneuver. The ref kept a close eye on the action, ready to intervene if needed.
"Looks like you're enjoying the view down there, love," Femi teased, fully aware of the compromising position she had put Ryan in. She shifted her weight slightly, ensuring that her ass remained firmly planted on his face. She rubbed her cheeks across his face, making sure to make the experience as sexually stimulating to her boyfriend as possible—after all, if he got hard in the ring, she doesn't think she'd be able to stop herself from letting loose. Perhaps some sex to push this barely professional match into that of a hentai bout.

Well it was clear to anyone who ever took even a brief look at Femi could tell that she put the 'thicc' in thickness when it came to her curves. And that very much included her big badonadonk booty which could clap from even the smallest of movements, said rump no doubt let Femi handle many opponents in the ring and Ryan was no different~ The ref could barely see the tufts of blonde hair that belonged to the Paragon emerging out from her massive dump truck! Ryan was no stranger to.......holds like this here and there in his career. However Femi's cheeks were the largest he ever dealt with!

The Paragon kicked his heels on the ground in both annoyance and growing desperation as he felt a complete lack of air there, Ryan spanked Femi's right asscheek to let her know what he thought of her playful little remark! Her ripe, mature body was making even him excited if the growing......third leg in his black leggings was anything to go by.......Eventually Ryan was starting to feel himself getting weaker by the second~

Resolving to try and get out of this Ryan would start to lick wherever he could in Femi's hips there to try and make her twitch, she was already damp down there and it made a haze of lust wash over his brain but his brain demanded air and he was going to rock the boat as hard as he could by feeding the motor of Femi's dump truck to get her moving!

Femi could feel Ryan's struggling beneath her, his futile attempts to escape her powerful grasp. She took pride in her thick curves, knowing they gave her an advantage both in the ring and in situations like this. She smirked, relishing in the knowledge that her voluptuous figure had the ability to overpower her opponent.
As Ryan kicked his heels in annoyance and desperation, Femi could feel his growing weakness. She reveled in her dominance, her fat ass firmly planted on his face, depriving him of precious air. Femi felt a surge of power coursing through her veins, but Ryan's defiance didn't go unnoticed. Femi felt a sharp sting on her right cheek as he spanked her, a playful gesture that only fueled her desire even further. His touch sent shivers down her spine, igniting a primal lust within her. As Ryan's tongue explored her hips, Femi couldn't help but moan softly. The sensation of his warm, wet tongue against her skin sent waves of pleasure through her body. The dampness between her thighs intensified, a clear sign of her arousal.
Femi's grip tightened around Ryan's head, her muscles flexing as she used her powerful thighs to squeeze him tighter. The mixture of pleasure and desperation clouded her mind, her body craving release. She could feel Ryan's growing excitement pressed against her, aching for her touch, but Femi was no stranger to these situations. She knew how to maintain control, even when desire threatened to consume her. With a mischievous glint in her eye, she decided to give Ryan a taste of what he desired.
Using her strength, Femi shifted her position, her massive ass grinding against him as she moved. The rhythmic motion sent shockwaves of pleasure through her body, heightening her senses. She could feel her power over him, his struggles becoming weaker with each passing moment.
As Femi continued to rock her hips, her body became a vessel of pleasure, her movements calculated to both torment and satisfy. She could feel the heat building between them, the tension reaching its breaking point. Femi's desires matched Ryan's as she reveled in the control she had over him. With each rocking motion, she pushed him closer to the edge, fueling the fire within them both. And as the intensity grew, she caught a sight that she had wanted from the beginning—his penis bulging through his shorts. She'd attempt to reach out and jerk him off from behind, but there was no guarantee that her boyfriend wouldn't come right back at her with even more strength. It was an arousing feeling that brought an explosive aura to the match that even the referee felt weird around. Being around two beauties in the ring, they surely couldn't handle their sexual desire just as much as they couldn't.