Clyde Gastin Vs. Abigail Le Grande (Complete)

Clyde swooned with arousal and embarrassment. He felt completely demoralized when Abigail spelled it out he had basically given up. Any attempts to try and prove her wrong went south as her touch quelled him. Her soft hand running down his chest before her fingers flicked at his nipples caused him to shudder and quiver. His nips grew stiff in response to her touch and he completely melted as she nuzzled his neck.

Inside his trunks where Abigail’s hand had gone. A single touch made Clyde shudder and gasp.

“Hah…” His eyes rolled up as she ran her hand along the throbbing length. She’d see how lewd his face was, shuddering with pleasure and panting hot breaths. When she gave it a squeeze, the cock pulsed and Clyde moaned instantly like a trigger.

“Uhh~” His eyes crossed and open mouth was webbed with hot sticky salvia.

At the tip, Abigail would discover the head already leaking with a thick, goopy pre. Thick white and length, the moment her thumb circled the head like a joystick Clyde mewled.


“Hauuuh~~!” He trembled in her grasp and shook his head. He couldnt give her pointers! Though it was clear Abigail was certainly working Clyde over. All he could do was try to crawl away and head for the ropes to escape before she drove him wild.

“Guess not. Hmm.” Abigail couldn’t help but giggle as she felt Clyde’s pathetic attempt to shift himself away from her, easily reeling him back into her grasp. She “tut”ed softly into his ear as if what he had done was against some unspoken rules. She didn't seem keen on punishing though as her hand slid up and down along the length of his throbbing member, more and more easily as her palm became slicked with his own fluids. She seemed to appreciate his help, unintentional or not, but giving his neck a soft nuzzle.

Once her strokes were smooth and uninterrupted, her pace quickened and her grip tightened. It wasn't long before her gentle motion had become an aggressive pump, not allowing for any amount of respite from her relentless affection. As she worked his body, she noted how tense he was starting to become and clutched him close, making sure their bodies were in constant contact. She traced her nails along his chest, dragging them to leave faint reddened marks where they had been. “Almost there?” She questioned with genuine curiosity and a hint of smugness as she blew gently into his ear.

Her cute giggle only made Clyde melt in flustered defeat. He tried to evade her but she just pulled him back in with a soft ‘tut’ into his ear and like a good dog he plopped back down after she pulled him back to her.

Her hand continued to slide up that thick sticky member that pulsed in her soft hands. He was panting hotly and when she nuzzled into him, Clyde’s cock hicked up and would have done three little bounces if not for Abigail’s hand.

Then her pace quickend.

She went faster and faster, “haah..!” Clyde mewled and writhed with pleasure that made him jerk. He melted into Abigail’s hands and shuddered as her nails slid along his chest.

“Uuuu!!” He threw his head back and panted while she stroked him into submission. Her smug question only drove him more wild as she blew in his year.

“Y-Yes~!” He crooned. Ready to cum.

Abigail let out a small chuckle, clearly pleased at her ability to read he was about ready to burst. She slipped her hand up the length of his shaft and grabbed hold hard, promptly stopping her strokes. She leaned in close and whispered hotly in his ear. “My name is Abigail by the way… say my name.” Her thumb painted a slow circle around the tip of his manhood, holding off on any other affection until he did as told. Once he said her name though, she would ramp up her strokes, bringing him to climax. As he jerked in her embrace she continued to pump her hand, not giving him a moment to breathe while he was at his most sensitive. She would wring him out, riding through his entire ejaculation until there was nothing more to be milked from the poor man.

“I knew you wouldn’t be very tough.” She remarked cutely as if she had caught Clyde in a cheeky lie. She slipped her hand from his trunks, peering over her shoulder at all of the glistening residue left from the blond’s messy display. With a soft, thoughtful sound, she shrugged and began using the undampened section of his trunks to wipe her fingers off. “You made a big mess.” She scolded playfully as if he were a puppy who had been misbehaving. She uncoiled her legs from around him and with a puff of her chest, gave him a light shove to pull him off her to collapse onto the mat.

Clyde grew hot and needy when Abigail stopped.

“Abi… Gail… Ha…Haaah… A-Abigail! Abigail! Abigail!!! Ooooh!!”  Clyde moaned her name like he needed her and he did. Brought to the edge, once her speedy strokes resumed, Clyde didnt take long as he gave a mighty, howled cry of pleasure!

“Aaawwwuhhh!!!” His eyes crossed and his tongue loled from his mouth as his body jerked and his cock bursted with thick, gooey ropes of cum, spurting with every shakey jerk. “Uuuh! Huuu!!” He mewled until he was completely milked out and limp. Her hot stroking sliding through a hot Orgasm that Clyde melted into.

“O-Ohh…” Clyde melted against Abigail, sputtering in the high of a big mind numbing orgasm as she held him and barely registering when she cleaned her hand and playfully chastised the puppy making a mess.

With a teasing little puff of her chest. Clyde took it like a knockout blow. He flopped to the canvas, face down ass up as what ever remaining goop seemed to pump again. Playfully discard, he came with more pre as he lay limp on the maT, occasionally shuddering and twitching.

As Clyde toppled to the mat, Abigail pushed herself up onto her knees and let out a soft content sigh. She reached up to wipe a bit of sweat from her brow but paused, noticing she still had a bit of stickiness on her hand. She opted to use the other hand instead. She crawled over to where her opponent fell and grabbed a handful of the back of his trunks, doing a better job of wiping her hand off now that she could see what she was doing. When she finished, she let the elastic band of his trunks snap back and crack him on the butt cheeks, remaining half pulled down.

She moved to his side, slipping her hands underneath him to give him a lift, rolling him over onto his back with a rough shove. Abigail took a moment to admire her work, smirking down at the spent former champion wearing her choker. She had practically wiped the floor with him if not for that suplex that almost put her away. If there was a next time, she’d have to do a bit better. Eyeing his soaked trunks with a snicker, she was pretty sure she knew how.

Abigail grabbed hold of Clyde’s leg, lifting it vertically as she slipped herself up against him, straddling his other leg and hip while holding her body up against his captured leg like a pole. She lowered her crotch down, giving a few small wiggles until she found his stiffness and settled herself on top of it. Abigail leaned forward, keeping his leg hooked, and pressed her other hand to his chest, applying unneeded weight to hold the defenseless man down to the mat. With a roll of her hips, she grinded their bodies up against each other keeping a nice steady rhythm as the referee dropped down into place. Shoulders down, she had mounted him, this had become a viable pinfall.

“One!”

Abigail thrust herself up against him with a muted wet slap from his soaked trunks and began rocking against him harder, driving home her dominance as she humped him into submission during the pin.

Clyde felt like he had been used and discarded. Plastered on the canvas, writhing in the lewd throes of an earth shaking orgasm. He twitched in his own juices beside Abigail while she tended to herself before cleaning off her hand. Clyde never did anything beyond the occasional whimper and twitch as his trunks snapped back to his ass.  He flopped over to his back with a limp splat along the canvas.

"Hah... Hah..." Sexually overwhelmed, Clyde was sprawled out in the center of the ring, his sweaty chest slowly rising and falling, his messy blonde hair obscuring his eyes as he panted with each haggard breath. His leg would be taken up by Abigail and held upwards like a pole to clutch and the other, would be mounted at the hip, where Clyde's reviving cock would meet the V of Abigail's scant, tight fitting leotard. Clyde's eyes glazed and he started to pant a little hotter and heavier as he felt Abigail's covered womanhood wiggling against his stiff, horny member.

"U-Uhn~!" Clyde jostled to revive and was pinned by Abigail's hand returning to his chest. Clyde had no fight left and swooned as Abigail's tight, flawless hips rolled against his throbbing cock.

"Hahh...Hah.."  Before Clyde knew it, she was rocking him along the canvas. "Haauh...U-Uuh...UUh~!" Clyde felt like he was getting fucked, his hair slid along the canvas and he was thought he was going crazy as she literally rode him into the mat. Looking up to see the smug teenage sex kitten just thrust into him was both emasculating, hamulating and completely hot. His shoulders were down and his arms were above his head as he was lost in a smitten stare with Abigail as she plowed him, cooch to cock in a moist dry hump as she humped Clyde out, his toes curling as she plowed him.

"TWO!!"

"U-Uhh...Uhh! Abi...Aauuh~!!!" Clyde mewled going so fast that couldn't take it anymore as her relentless love continued to be too much for him, especially after such a recent orgasm already. Clyde back arched off the canvas, his mouth shooting wide open, his pupils would dilate into neon hearts if they could as the conquered and blonde moaned another breathless orgasm as he arched harder and spurted thick wads of milky batter.

"Huuuhh~~!!" Clyde further ruined his shorts as the third count came down and Clyde had been fucked silly, his  mouth curled into a fuck happy grin with nobody home as 2 back to back orgasms left him a drooling, twitching mess. Abigail had left him wrecked in a puddle of his own cum.

"THREE!!!"

She could feel him writhing beneath her, helpless and vulnerable. Like a wild predator, she seized on that, going harder, faster, until she felt him give in again. This time she didn't ride it out with further grinding though. Instead, she pushed down on him harder, smothering his twitching jerks with her strength as she held him down and let him empty himself with nowhere to twist or turn to. When it was over and he was left utterly defeated beneath her, she cracked a small smile and a girlish giggle escaped from her.

“That was fun.” Abigail ran her hand up Clyde’s chest, reaching for her choker, but paused. She ran her finger along the edge of the leather and then gave him a small teasing scratch under the chin as if he were a pet. “You can keep that, to remember me by.” Abigail brought two of her slender fingers to her lips, giving them a soft kiss then lowered the fingertips to Clyde’s in a cute transfer from her to him.

With that she pushed herself up, throwing her arms up with a cheer. The audience returned the excitement as she celebrated in the ring over what remained of Clyde. When she was finished, she flashed the defeated man another wink regardless if he was capable of noticing it, and made her way out of the ring brimming with excitement and totally energized.

Clyde was a mewling mess that slid along the mat as Abigail drove into him over and over until his body completely surrendered to her with an earth shattering orgasm. His body would writhe, arch and jerk violently, but these motions were all snuffed out by Abigail's bullying grip, holding him down as Clyde moaned to her and surrendered completely. He emptied a full last load before going limp with exhaustion and passing out.

Abigail completely defeated him and the crowd roared with approval.

The only thing on Clyde that moved would be the dramatic rise and fall of his chest. He would otherwise lay sprawled out in a puddle of his own love juice. Though, as Abigail toyed with his chin and pressed her fingers to his lips, as if on autopilot, his lips would purse to her fingers...

Clyde remained starfished in the ring while Abigail pandered to the crowd post victory. The sight of the beautiful young rookie standing over a physically and sexually destroyed handsome veteran was a sight to behold and their cheers would follow Abigail around the ring for her entire celebration and even as she left.

Clyde would be carried out not long after Abigail had gone backstage.

Abigail Le Grande Wins Via Pinfall