Tales of the SFL 04: Cherry Kiss

"Fuck...fuck," he groaned to himself, trying in vain to hold strong despite her relentless teasing.

Slinking back into her previous kneeling position, she resumed stroking him at the same rate as before.

Again, she teased and tormented him without any mercy.

And again, he did not submit to her rather insistent hand.

Slight frustration started to tug at Cherry Kiss' features as she amped up her erotic movements, only for Dan to continue denying the blonde her seemingly inevitable victory.

Partially still paralyzed by the pulsating waves of pleasure she was pumping into his now aching member, he fought that same inevitability with all that he had left, if only to stave off suffering the true 'consequences' of Cherry's triumph over him.

"Oh baby, you know I hate to see you hurting yourself like that," she told him, frustration building in her usual playful purr as she eyed his throbbing but still not defeated dick intently. "I can see my hand clearly isn't doing it for you, so maybe we could try something else..."

With no other options left, and his sexual stamina reaching its limit, Dan Danger did the only thing he could possibly do at that point.

"Cherry...wait, I give up, okay? You win," he finally gasped out, just barely able to summon enough strength to blurt those words out.

Pausing mid-stroke if only to humor him, she mockingly sneered at him, "Of course I'm winning, sweetie."

Blinking through his sweat-drenched forehead, he took a small breath to calm himself before continuing on.

"Look, I'm done fighting, okay? Just..." Swallowing whatever dignity he still had left, he finally forced the words out of his mouth, "Get it over with."

Though smirking on the outside, a flicker of indecision crossed her blonde features as she regarded his pleading face.

"What's the matter, baby? I thought you wanted to fuck me in my cute little pussy," she taunted him, running a teasing finger along her lower lips.

"Fuck...just finish it, alright? I just...can't take it anymore," he practically begged her, tossing his head back as the erotic pressure continued to build and build inside his bulging manhood.

A coy grin grew on her face. "What, you mean this?"

Daniel suddenly felt something wet on his bulging tip.

Upon opening his eyes, he saw Cherry Kiss teasing his cockhead now with her tongue, expertly utilizing it like a fleshy brush to trace his bulging veins.

"You like?" she mouthed at him seductively, now using her tongue in addition to her talented hand to stimulate him.

Arching his back as she fully took him into her mouth, he groaned weakly as she sensually began bobbing her head up and down his shaft.

Stretching out her shapely legs behind her for an even sexier pose, Cherry let out an enthusiastic coo as she felt his erotic stalk shake against her probing tongue.

"Cherry, I... I..." Barely able to steady his quivering lip with an orgasm near certain to rock his body at any moment, Dan could only look pleadingly at her with his words failing him.

Glaring back at him with his cock still enjoying her oral talents, she cocked a smug grin as she finally felt his cock stiffen up.

A second later, that look of utter defeat he had given her morphed into a sly grin, "Gotcha!"

Dan Danger's legs suddenly snapped shut around Cherry's neck, trapping her into an impromptu headscissors before she could even register what he had just said.

Lifting his hips off the mat, he crossed his ankles and with every last ounce of strength still present in his legs, squeezed.

Cherry's eyes bulged wide open as she realized her own predicament, and with panic now replacing her previous smugness, trashed and twisted against his legs like a feral animal.

Still teetering on the edge of orgasm, Dan called upon another Herculean burst of energy to empower him as he kept her anchored to the mat.

Nearly gagging on his cock, she immediately spat his still bulging member out of her mouth and redirected all her efforts to freeing herself, a notion that was at this point better said than done.

Transitioning into a triangle lock with Cherry now pushing up on her knees, he desperately stretched a hand out to pull on his right ankle to increase the pressure on her neck.

Kicking up a storm behind her with her hands wildly scratching and clawing at his pulsing thighs, she was doing everything she could to break free.

But by the same token, Daniel was doing everything he could to keep her trapped in his impromptu vice.

Ignoring her frantic clawing at his leg muscles as best he could, Daniel was simply focused on one thing.

And by the sounds of it, he thankfully wasn't alone in that sentiment.

Having come alive with Dan's sudden reemergence, the crowd was on their feet cheering in his favor as the now struggling Cherry Kiss screamed inside his inner thigh.

"Tap! Tap! Tap!" Listening to the collective chant blast his ears from all around the ring, Daniel couldn't help but feel another confidence surge as he cranked the pressure up to 11.

His eyes, having been dulled by lustful clouds for the majority of the fall, were once again burning with their usual fire as they pierced a hole right into her squirming grimace.

Tightening the triangle to an uncomfortable angle, Dan continued squeezing and squeezing with Cherry's throat the bodily recipient of his long-suffering aggression.

Now making audible choking sounds at this point, Cherry agonizingly brought up her right hand, seemingly to scratch at his face in a last-ditch effort to escape, but a certain look in her eyes suggested otherwise.

With a pained cry, she frantically tapped out on his left thigh!

A booming applause erupted as the referee called for the bell, prompting Dan Danger to relinquish the hold with an immense sigh of relief.

Collapsing facefirst into the mat next to him, Cherry Kiss weakly grabbed at her bruised throat as Daniel rolled free of her whimpering form.

"Winner of the second fall with a submission via headscissors...DAN DANGER!" The ring announcer exclaimed, accompanied by even more thunderous applause at this unexpected turnaround.

Making a mental note to thank Melanie for "teaching" him that strategy way back in their debut match, Daniel staggered up to his feet with his blonde opponent still in a state of shock at what had just happened.

Falling back against the nearest turnbuckle, he let out a triumphant cry as the striped official knelt down to check on the still dumbfounded Cherry Kiss.

Making eye contact with her, Daniel mouthed only one thing at her: I'm just getting started.

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Staring straight into the stormy blue eyes of Cherry Kiss as the starting bell rang out, Dan Danger knew instantly that the woman standing across from him was not the same seductress he had faced the whole match.

Gone were the flirty body language and sensual overtones that had characterized her leading up to this point.

Now, there was only a concreted aura of athletic focus and resolve surrounding her, present in her every movement.

In other words, Cherry was determined to win this match by any means necessary.

But unfortunately for her, so was he.

Launching out of their respective corners, both sexfighters mimicked their opponent's charging stance before colliding in the middle of the ring one last time.

"Uugghhh..." His fingers, instead of locking in on hers, instead clamped down on empty air as the former stripper sidestepped his lunge and thrusted her knee upwards into his unsuspecting solar plexus.

Lurching forward at this unexpected show of aggression from the blonde seductress, he was further thrown for a loop as she snapped her forearms around his drooping neck.

Slamming another knee into his belly for good measure, she brought him down to her level in a surprisingly firm side headlock.

Clawing at her interlocked fingers, Daniel struggled briefly to escape before eyeing the ropes.

Placing one hand on the small of her back, he grunted slightly before finally pushing her off and towards the opposite end of the ring.

Bouncing off the ropes, she ducked a clothesline attempt from the slightly fatigued young man and rebounded off the ropes behind him.

Twirling around, Dan Danger had expected something, but he certainly was not expecting Cherry Kiss' crotch suddenly hurtling towards his face!

Leaping into the air with a running start, the blonde woman managed to scissor his neck with her shapely thighs, brushing her scantily covered pussy up against his gaping face before swinging her body towards the mat.

Rolling forward on her aerial momentum, Cherry using only her legs dragged Dan Danger to the ground in a forced somersault.

A collective gasp tore through the audience as her running hurricanrana sent him tumbling backfirst towards the nearest turnbuckle.

Landing hard on his tailbone, a look of both shock and disbelief tore through his face as he blindly reached for the ropes behind him.

"They don't teach you that in the club," Dan remarked to himself, pulling himself up with stars roaming free in his head.

Glaring up, he was hit by yet another surprise as Cherry's stockinged feet suddenly exploded into his chest, forcibly knocking him back against the turnbuckle.

Landing on her belly following the running dropkick, the blonde wasted no time clambering back up to her feet while leaving Daniel visibly flustered in the corner.

Sprinting back to the opposite corner, Cherry measured her opponent carefully before taking off yet again.

This time able to shield his face, Dan is nonetheless rocked by another running dropkick to the chin that nearly snapped his head back against the metallic ring post.

Nearly collapsing, he held himself up just barely by clinging on the top ropes as the vixen sprang back up yet again, seemingly more rejuvenated than ever.

Sauntering back to her usual starting position, Cherry waited impatiently as the battered young man somehow brought himself back up to full standing.

Licking her lips in anticipation, she combed back her golden locks and rushed at him to complete the trifecta.

Building up momentum with every step, she took to the air...

... and was nearly turned inside-out by a clobbering clothesline from Dan Danger!

Catching her in mid-air, Dan's arcing forearm nearly decapitated the former stripper as it connected, knocking her down in an unceremonious heap.

A raucous applause for his desperate outburst greeted his ears as he briefly dropped down to his knees before stumbling back up.

Wincing slightly with her limbs sprawled out limply, Cherry was forced to stare up at the JumboTron's replay as the looming figure of her male adversary suddenly bore down on her.

Grabbing her by the hair, he ignored her whimpering protests and roughly dragged her back to her feet.

Hooking both of her arms from the sides, he lifted her up into the air and falling backwards, drove Cherry neckfirst into the mat.

Eliciting a sharp thud, Daniel released the tiger suplex upon execution but grabbed hold of one of her arms before she could roll away to create some distance.

Shooting up, he hoisted her back up again this time with a much more violent attack in mind.

Holding on to her right arm, he waited until she was fully facing him before snapping her towards him.

"Hah!" With his spare arm, he floored her with another clothesline, nearly staggering on his own momentum as she crumpled to the mat again.

Taking a moment to dab at his damp forehead, he rested against the ropes for just a few seconds as the writhing Cherry Kiss rolled over on her belly.

Now at least mentally recharged, he stalked towards her downed position to continue wearing her out.

Stopping at her rear, he found himself noticing, seemingly for the first time, a very noticeable tramp stamp placed strategically at the delicate curve of her lower back.

Groaning inwardly, the blonde woman now aware of his looming presence attempted to crawl away but it was already too late.

Pressing down on her shoulder with his knee, he used one hand to quickly undo the white strap to her top.

As expected, Cherry frantically squirmed and kicked underneath him, but a second later her bra was forcibly peeled off her tanned flesh.

Tossing the skimpy fabric to the side, Daniel assumed a kneeling position and, grabbing a fistful of her locks, lifted her off the mat so that the cameras could full capture her in all her womanly beauty.

Predictably, the crowd erupted into a frenzy as Cherry Kiss' naked and visibly enhanced breasts were unveiled for their viewing pleasure.

Bouncing up and down with every heaving breath, her attractive bosoms were quickly displayed on the JumboTron much to the delight of thousands, but to the chagrin of their owner.

"What, I thought you were used to taking your clothes off," Daniel taunted her, relishing her irritable expression for a moment before dragging her back up.

Hooking her armpits, he sensually began groping her breasts, this time fully exploring their erotic roundness without the restrictive covering.

What started off as an indignant growl from Cherry slowly morphed into a seductive purr as she felt his fingers teasing her nipples.

"Yeah, she likes that," he observed silently, her audibly positive responses to his groping only encouraging him on further.

Feeling her crotch begin to moisten against his hips, as well as her head drooping forwards pleasurably, Dan couldn't help but cock a confident grin, knowing that it was only a matter of time before-

"Aaaggghhh!" A sudden headbutt by the blonde seductress caused Dan Danger's train of thought to come to a screeching halt.

Taking advantage of his lowered defenses, Cherry's desperate maneuver immediately dazed her opponent allowing her to wriggle free of his grip.

Briefly seeing double, Dan frantically had to regain his bearings as her foot suddenly swung into view.

Acting off of pure instinct, he caught her ankle underneath his armpit just before it could connect against his neck.

Just as she expected.

Moving to knock her down with his free arm, Dan was thrown for a loop as she suddenly hooked her arms around his neck, and, bracing her other foot against his waist, shifted her weight downwards.

Using her positioning to knock him offbalance, she first fell on her back before her legs did the rest.

Still partially groggy thanks to the headbutt, Daniel was taken for a ride as she pushed up with both legs braced against his torso, her amazing lower body strength forcing him to flip overhead and on his back.

The resulting monkey flip had knocked a great deal of wind out of him, but that was nothing compared to what came next.

Before Dan could even lift his head up, Cherry's thighs suddenly snapped shut around his neck!

He barely had time to let out a surprised yelp before the blonde locked in her signature headscissors, once again trapping him in her fleshy prison.

Bad quickly became worse as Dan Danger struggled to escape her oppressive thighs, only to wince loudly with every punishing pulse of her leg muscles.

Resting up on her palms, Cherry wore a look of smug determination as she quickly hooked her ankles together to form a figure four.

Grunting against her inner thighs, Daniel clawed and scratched but her vice grip seemingly had no give in it.

"I'd hate to choke you out, baby!" she mocked him in between squeezes, cocking her head to the side before adding teasingly, "Then again, the only way you're fucking me is in your dreams, so maybe it's better that way."

Ignoring her taunting commentary as best he could, Daniel's bulging eyes frantically found the ring ropes, just feet away.

Fighting through the sea of grogginess her legs were drowning him in, he summoned whatever strength he still had left and began to drag himself and Cherry Kiss towards his right.

Sensing her body sliding across the mat along with her captive foe, she pulled back on her ankle with one hand to further crank up the pressure.

Arching her back, she was squeezing his neck with a vengeance, and judging by the now purplish glow in his cheeks, her strategy was becoming more and more successful by the second.

Focusing solely on the ropes, even with his vision rapidly darkening, Daniel reached out with one arm, fueled now only by willpower and basic instinct.

Lurching forward with one last burst of strength, his fingers stretched forward, centimeter by centimeter, until finally...

...they grabbed the bottom rope!

A collective sigh of relief ripples throughout the arena as Dan Danger draped his forearm around the rope, prompting the referee to step in to break up the submission maneuver.

Growling in frustration, Cherry Kiss very reluctantly released her hold as Daniel practically deflated into the ring canvas.

Audibly wheezing, he groggily rolled underneath the ropes and to the outside.

Dropping down to a knee, he alternated between massaging his bruised throat and hungrily sucking in air.

Inside the ring, however, a seductive glint lit up Cherry's blue eyes as she sat up to study her still recovering opponent.

"Come on, you got this! You got this," Daniel told himself under panted breath, trying desperately to psyche himself up yet again.

"Oh Daniel!"

Jolted out of his internal peptalk, Daniel begrudgingly lifted his gaze up to see the blonde sexfighter leering at him smugly from the middle of the ring.

Still in a sitting position, the still topless Cherry grinned at him excitedly, "How about we kick things up a notch?"

Before he could answer, she elegantly lifted up her left leg and rested both hands on her curvaceous waist.

With a knowing wink, she then unclipped the garter strap, and sensually peeled down her pantyhose to reveal her bare leg in all its toned and tender glory.

Frozen by his own lustful curiosity, Dan watched as she finally removed the thigh high, baring her naked foot much to his chagrin (and slight arousal).

Just as attractive and slender as the rest of her body, she playfully wriggled her shapely toes around, giving him a teasing preview of her French pedicure, before tossing the now balled up pantyhose away.

Her smug grin only widened as she ran her fingers down her arch, massaging her wrinkled flesh for a moment before sneering at him, "Once this is over, baby, you wouldn't mind giving me a nice, long foot massage, would you? Maybe if you do a good job with my ass, I'll even let you use your tongue."

Narrowing his eyes, he replied only with, "Yep, definitely doggy-style then."

Gripping the ropes, he slid back into the ring with a newfound sense of determination as she gracefully rose to her feet to meet him.

"Let's finish this."

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Dan easily telegraphed her first kick.

Just as he entered her range, Cherry suddenly pivoted on her hip, a visual cue that he had learned to identify over the course of the entire match.

Shifting first out of its destructive trajectory, he easily caught her roundhouse just before it could connect with one hand, and then responded accordingly.

Trapping her ankle underneath his armpit, he brought his front leg forward and kicked her free foot out from underneath her, knocking her flat on the mat.

Still holding on to her left leg, he was about to kneel down and apply a submission maneuver when Cherry suddenly came back to life.

Lashing out at him with her bare leg, she took advantage of his slight hesitation and managed to land some glancing blows against his jaw.

Reeling backwards to avoid her full desperate flurry, Daniel sorely clutched his mouth as Cherry scrambled up to her feet.