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daxg2001

Ram'd At Midnight [w/h Ram Kaichow]
« on: October 01, 2022, 04:57:01 AM »
WARNING: The following is a work of erotic fan fiction, the events of which are completely made up and did not happen, and is no true reflection of the wrestlers, promotions, places, etc depicted or referenced within. Fantasy is legal. This material is unsuitable to be viewed by those under the legal age limit of viewing pornographic material in your current country of residence. I do not own any of the wrestlers, trademarks, etc referenced in this story. All characters are 18 years or older in this story.

Starring: Ram Kaicho (Triple 6, Ice Ribbon, TJPW)

Ram’d At Midnight

An erotic celebrity fan-fiction story.

by DaxG2001 ([email protected])

A Commissioned Story for [Anonymous].

Codes: Cons, MF, oral, inter.

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This story is set in the same universe as fics like Backstage Sex? Holy Shida! and Itoh Respect-Gun Rides Again. Prior reading of those stories are recommended, but not required.

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Tokyo, Japan. 2022. Early afternoon.

Malcolm Laurence was a lot of things. A superb businessman, respected in the music industry and building a strong line of clients from the world of Japanese pop music and female pro wrestling. But he was also a clever man with lofty goals. And his target tonight was not just another piece of hot, young Joshi pussy but a trio of them as he walked backstage during a live event of the Tokyo Joshi Pro Wrestling promotion. Already very familiar with the company but that didn’t mean he could let his guard down.

Approaching a door marked ‘UP UP GIRLS’ as he knocked on the door and politely waited. A trio of women inside that Malcolm knew were actually part of an outside Idol group and so therefore more heavily protected, from more expensive merch to an outside of house media team handing promotion. To be blunt, he needed to go behind the backs of their Idol team to be able to work his charms on the trio before sinking his claws in. It was a risk of course, not just with high value targets but multiple ones at that. But he hasn’t gotten this far, and gotten into so many sets of panties, without taking the odd risk. If you could call fucking women in their backstage dressing room or in his executive office as just mere risks.

Heating the call to come in, he stepped inside of the locker room of the trio of beautiful Japanese pro wrestlers collectively known as the Up Up Girls. The three women looking like mid conversation but all clad in their respectively, vastly different in styles but colourful ring attires. Raku in a sweet, bright yellow dress. Miu Watanabe in a tight, dazzling pink top and bottoms to show off her powerful but curved body. And Hikari Noa, the self proclaimed Deathmatch Queen in a blue with black top and bottoms with plenty of almost bondage-like straps.

“Ah, good evening ladies…” Malcolm greeting in the native tongue of the land that he was fluent with. Almost as well practised as the smile he gave the three. “I’m sorry for interrupting you, I know you’re all very busy.”

“An American?” Hikari raised an eyebrow, looking him over. “Actually, you look a little familiar.”
“Ah, yes! You’re the one who has been seen with Maki Itoh a couple of times, right?” Miu pointed out while Raku just stood back and nodded like that sounded familiar to her as well.
“Yes, that’s right. She is one of my more, well, vulgar clients compared to you three lovely ladies.” He said, turning on the charm as the remark got a smirk from Noa like she understood what he meant while Raku let out a giggle before doing an apologetic short little bow. “Ah but forgive my rudeness. I haven’t even introduced myself. I’m Malcolm Laurence and I’m a music executive. As well as handling some public relations and things like that for clients. And I know quite clearly you three are talented not just in the ring but with your performances as well as top notch Idols.”

“That’s right! Up Up Girls are the best!” Miu proudly said, smiling as she bought the compliments.
“Hey hey hey! We can’t just talk business with any guy you know!” Hikari cut in. “Any interviews we do have to be approved, never mind any big deals like you’re meaning.” She claimed, although her tone wasn’t quite as dismissive as her words would claim.
“Malcolm-San? This is all very sudden.” Raku said, giving a cute little stretch of her arms. “But it would be impolite to not hear him out.” She added, looking to the other girls who nodded in agreement.
“Well that’s really all I’m here for!” He lied as he kept his poker face smile on. “You see, what I’d like to talk about is…”

Before he could say more, suddenly he’s cut off not by words but by the locker room lights starting to flicker above them. Everyone in the room looking up as they hear a buzz from the electrics as if it’s about to break. A glance to the women and Laurence noted that Hikari and Miu were rubbing their arms, as if they felt a drop in temperature and before he knew it, he felt an unnatural, icy chill in the air to kill the friendly mood. The final straw coming when he was about to speak, and suddenly there was a loud crash of metal from the corridor outside that even made the three girls jump on the spot.

“W-We need to go investigate.” Raku suddenly suggested as she ushered the other women out and none of them had any reason to disagree, having been spooked by this series of events. “Forgive us, Malcolm-San! We can talk another time perhaps!” She called out at the doorway as the sound of chatter was heard as people came to investigate. Raku however pausing at the door to flash a curious look of remorse, as if this has happened before in her presence, before she rushed out to leave him be.

“...Fuck my luck.” Malcolm let his act slip as he adjusted his tie. Cock blocked by some faulty wiring. He glanced at the temperature adjusting switch on the wall before walking over to it. “Huh. It is set to cold… But is this even on?” He said, tapping it with a frown. But with no point sticking around here now that his plan to nail a trio of pussy was ruined for the day.

And yet for Malcolm, his day somehow continued to get worse with an odd series of explainable, but unfortunate incidents. His car took forever to start but eventually did. Lights wherever he went continued to flicker and buzz, even to the point where the office handyman had to come check but there was nothing the matter with them. And even more odd, when got a spare set of clothes delivered to his office (ready to change into after his next ‘meeting’ with a hottie) there was an unexplained mysterious white ‘powder’ completely covering them to leave them ruined. Neither the delivery company, the cleaners or anyone in his office could explain it. It was like there was some sort of sinister, unnatural cloud of doom hanging over him since trying to score with the Up Up Girls, but that couldn’t be right. There surely had to be some sort of rational explanation for everything that’s happened to him today… Right?

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The same evening. Midnight, at Malcolm’s home.

“Well, guess you can’t win them all…” Malcolm sighed as he pulled open the bed sheets and slipped into his nicely spacious, Western-style bed (compared to any sort of Japanese futons or the like). Having long written off the day as the worst of all bad days in recent memory. Wearing only his boxer shorts as he pulled the sheets back up. “But fuck me I’m still pissed… Getting cock blocked when trying to score three cuties at once is one thing… But the way it happened? From some fucking jump scare like a video game?” He grumbled as he thought out loud. “Let alone all the other shit I went through today… Whatever… I’ll sleep it off and get back to proper, boring work tomorrow.” He decided as he flicked off the light and rolled over, planning to get some sleep.

That was his plan at least. Only a few minutes passing before his eyes shot open when suddenly there loud, cracking static heard. Sitting up as he saw that the television in his bedroom had seemingly turned on under its own power. Showing just the ‘white noise’ blaring out and the screen showing just the mess of monochrome like there’s no picture or signal. He reached over to his bedside table for the remote, assuming he’d maybe left the TV on stand by and it had auto turned on, but the remote wasn’t where it usually was.

His attention was soon drawn to a figure stepping out from the doorway into his bedroom. Her petite but nicely curved form clear as she appeared into the dim light that the TV was providing. Eyes narrowed with thick, dark makeup surrounding the eyes, matching her lipstick, to contrast the completely painted ghostly face. He was a little preoccupied however with seeing the rather impressively sized and rounded bust of the short beauty. Her tits push out with the fetish-style black attire she had on, a mixture of some maid uniform and latex bondage gear of black with white trim. With plenty of lace around the midsection and at the cut ‘skirt’ at her hips with an opening at the front. Her legs wearing large holed fishnet tights but curiously for an invader she had knee-high wrestling boots on. The bizarre, but very pleasing to the eye, sight topped off by the bright pink hair she had that was long to hang down to below her tits and down her back.

“STAY AWAY FROM RAKU!” Ram Kaicho, the short in height but huge in charisma Japanese pro wrestler warned with a threatening yell as she stood at the end of his bed. The star who competes for Ice Ribbon, TJPW and more recently Stardom New Blood events pointing an accusing finger over at him as she glared. “I know exactly what you were planning on earlier on!” The bewitching and sometimes near demonic beauty of the Triple 6 promotion said with an unsettling tone. “You were trying to add my Raku to your disgusting list of conquests… You’ve already had Maki Itoh, Sakisama, Mizuki, Yuka Sakazaki, Hikaru Shida…” She said, sounding like she’s done some research or at the very least found out about his behind the scenes antics. “That’s more than enough! So you’d better stay away from Raku! Understand??” Ram said, sounding like it was a demand.

For any normal man finding themselves in this sort of situation, this would be a terrifying and intimidating scenario to see such a frighteningly dressed woman breaking into their home and making demands. Even if perhaps this did explain all the bizarre events he’s experienced today, if there were such a thing as demonic, supernatural powers that she could have used to ruin his day of course… Right?

Thankfully, Malcolm was quite a bit more composed than most and had three distinct advantages here against the staring beauty across from him. The first being that he knew exactly who she was. Her unmistakable appearance with her face paint alone along with the hair style and outfit meant he knew she was a Joshi wrestler. Remembering her from appearing at past major TJPW events. He didn’t even need to know the full story of her connection with one of the women he’d tried to score with earlier on to know this had something to do with wrestling and his conquests. He wasn’t even concerned about how she’d found out about all those women he’s been with before.

The second advantage was perhaps the most obvious one when he, not even intimidated by this all, stood up from his bed. Throwing off the sheets to get to his feet and move around as she tried to still act like she’d used some sort of demonic powers to not just enter his home undetected but had turned his TV on in the same way. Well, she didn’t have a remote in her hands so that was a question left unanswered. But there was an obvious size difference here. He, being a taller, muscular and older African American and she being a tiny Asian woman. Not even all her staring and dark attire could hide the clear fact that she was outmatched in height and strength.

In the end though, the third factor about this was that with all the planning that the woman known both as President Ram and Chairman Ram had put in place? It didn’t prepare her for staring at a hunk clad in only his boxer shorts and packing a quite clear, sizeable bulge in his underwear. Her surrounded in black eyes widening and her stance weakening as she had to clear her throat. Becoming flustered as she was being presented with more than a good, close up view of his impressive physique.

“Oh? Something you like the look of, President Ram?” Malcolm, as skilled as ever to take advantage of any situation, seized on her act fading. Alongside using one of her titles against her to show he both knows exactly who she is, as well as showing he isn’t fazed by her unusual appearance in his room.
“Hey! Shut your mouth!” Ram snapped. Glaring back up at him. “It’s not my fault you’re just here in your underwear! Idiot!” She said, stomping a foot to show off part of her bratty side.
“Really… And what exactly did you expect, President?” He smirked as he looked down at her. Getting a great look of her tits being on display as well from the angle. “Breaking into a man’s bedroom late at night like this? Knowing he’d be all alone… Sounds to me like you knew exactly what you were getting yourself in for.” He pointed out.
“S-Shut up! That’s not true!” Kaicho claimed, turning her face a bit and tilting to stick her nose out like she was offended by the accusation. “I needed to get you alone and make you pay for what you tried to do to Raku! Don’t question my methods!”

“Oh, I’m going to question them alright…” Laurence said, easily turning this situation around to his favour as he stepped forward. “Because I think you know exact why you came here…” He spoke as he began to slowly walk around Ram as she stood now more defiant in place than any attempt to continue to threaten. “You did list off a good number of women I’ve been with… But do you know the full story?” He locked eyes with her as she ground her teeth together and stared back as he began to circle. “That they were very, very willing? That they come back to me over and over again for more? Oh, and the little fact that with me? I’m giving them the best damn sex of their lives with me.” He said with a confident voice, making both a clear statement of fact along with a well earned brag.

“P-Pervert!” Ram turned her head away as he walked around the back of her. Her white, pale face no doubt hiding the blush of feeling his eyes burn into him.
“Sounds to me like maybe you’re a little jealous that someone else was getting my attention. Right, Chairman?” He claimed, and just making a reference to the woman the Joshi fandom has called Ram the ‘husband’ to was enough to get her glaring at him again.
“I said shut up!” Kaicho snapped again.
“But I mean, right now? You’re getting my full attention right here and now… Maybe you planned this all out, with this cute little outfit of yours…” Malcolm started to say.
“I’M NOT LITTLE!!” Ram yelled, getting triggered (and far from the first time) by her lack of height being pointed out. Curiously, as she yelled there almost sounded like a rattling of items in the room while the TV screen flicked for a moment. Or perhaps that was just Malcolm’s mind playing tricks on him?

Moving in front of her, gazed over her with shameless approval. “I mean, if you came here with the intention of trying to freak me out or scare me? With that costume you’ve got on you’ve achieved the exact opposite!” He said with a handsome smile. “Those sexy, high boots… Showing off those nice, round tits of yours with that window of your top…” He complimented even as, continuing to be flustered she tried to stroke over her pink hair to try, and fail, to cover herself up. “And if you know my taste in some women? Then you know a good pair of sexy fishnet stockings always… Well, actually? Why waste time just telling you how much you and your clothing has worked me up… When I can just show you…”

Whatever plan she had left vanished with her aura of mystery when her eyes went wide and her mouth hung open in shock. Seeing his boxers being pushed down to show exactly the effect that costume along with the rest of her were having. His long, fat, black cock stranding proud and hard at the pint-sized cutie. A smirk on his face as he saw that same sort of expression, just without the demonic make-up, that he’s seen plenty of times from all the women she’d listed off before. Knowing he was about to get a piece of another young, stunning female pro wrestler. Letting her just stare and take it in before he cleared his throat to make her finally snap out of it.

“Well, President… Usually as a rule of thumb, I never bring any of my Joshi clients back here to my home…” He explained in a far too casual manner considering the circumstances. “Too big a risk to be found out, I’m sure you understand. But since you saved me the bother of sneaking in here? I think you’re going to make it up to me for that… Well, I’m going to guess that spooky prank from earlier on was cock blocking by you. And if I can’t get a piece of your ‘wife’ tonight? Then you are most certainly going to be a fine substitution…” Malcolm said as he licked his lips. Checking out her tits one more time as he stepped out of his boxers and kicked them aside.

Ram’s mouth opened like she was going to try and come up with some sort of flimsy excuse. Instead, she took a page out of his book and just stared up, giving a nod of that pink haired head before she turned and moved to sit on the edge of his bed. Allowing him to just turn and face her so that thick dick was in line with her painted features. Resisting an urge to comment about how her feet were dangling and not touching the floor as she reached forward. Wrapping her tiny fingers around his thickness and needing both hands to grip his thickness, giving him in turn a feel of how surprising (for someone so often demonic) her palms were as she slowly stroked him off. Gritting her teeth again as she got a feel of his vast size and tried to focus now that she was in this far deeper than she planned (or was this her plan all along as he claimed?).

Regardless of her reasons she soon leaned in. Parting those panted charcoal lips of hers and taking his length inside. An almost adorable look from her eyes widening again as her lips stretched. Clearly, she’d never had this size of a prick in her before as she was already groaning out with just a couple inches inside. Both hands sliding up and down his shaft as one palm worked over the base to the mid point while the other stroked off the upper part. The beauty making up for her lack of height with a triple team on his dick as she groaned at the head. Bobbing on the top part as she stared up. Once again showing off her impressive bust while her pink hair began to sway a bit as she got used to her lips being pushed to a new limit.

“Mmmmm… Not bad, not damn bad at all, Chairman…” He continued to tease her while letting out moans. Enjoying now nicely soothing and wet the head of the Rebel X Enemy stable is around his cock, especially as her mouth got bolder to slip another thick inch of him in as she got used to the feeling. Far from fully cock-drunk about him though as when he reached down and stroked some of her long locks back lifted one hand off to throw up the rude middle finger while the other hand stroked his length. Like she didn’t appreciate being toyed with even as she slurped on his dick. “Ahhhhh… I’m a little surprised… I half expected you to have some sort of wild, devil’s tongue in that cute little mouth of yours!” He added to further joke before he moaned. A naughty contrast forming as he noted that a ring of jet black from off her lipstick had been put onto his cock thanks to the repeated bobs and the saliva being planted onto him. Even with the dark colour, it still stood out against his skin tone to make the scene that extra bit hotter.

Glaring up again, she pulled off of his cock. “DON’T CALL ME LITTLE!!” She snapped, taking offence to the remark as her hands pumped along his dick. “I’ll show you whose little! Idiot!!” She said, flashing an angered look before she dived her mouth back down. Almost instantly that expression changing to a quite familiar and adorable wide eyed one as she let out a loud, sinful gag. Pushing along his fuck-stick a little too far than her small, inexperienced mouth could handle when the fat mushroom head connected with the back of her mouth. “GAAAAAAAH! HHHHHLLLKKK… MMMMM!!” But determined now, and in a far more lustier way than the so-called reasons she had for breaking into this man’s home in the first place, she pressed on and continued to slurp up and down on this meaty American cock. The Japanese beauty gagging out each time she pushed onto him before sliding back up and dragging her lips along him with a groan.  Her loud noises and the moans he’s letting out masking the fact that the TV was still crackling away with static in the room to provide the light for this midnight encounter.

“HHHHRRRKK!! MMMMM… GAAAAAAAAHHH! HHHHHRRRKKK!!” The saliva was drooling down her chin from the constant gagging, but not even ruining her trademark painted ghostly white features. Just serving to help further brand his cock with her jet-black lipstick as new rings formed at the points where her mouth was managing to reach. Her hands now off his cock completely to hold his thighs as she plunged her mouth along his size with impressive smoothness for a woman handling such a huge prick for the first time. “GAAAAAAAAH! HHHHHLLLKK!! SSSHHHHRRPPP… GAAAAAAAAAHHH” Her eyes stared upward and not even looking watering up for a moment despite the rather raspy choking she’s doing onto his member. His look back down at her, with a wide and approving smile at her oral skill, witching from that pretty face to down at her exposed tits. The gap in her outfit showing off that cleavage allowing her drooling spit to drip into it, coating across her breasts and a little bit of her attire for a bonus treat to the eyes.

“MMMMM… Wasn’t the way I planning on spending the night… AHHHH… But I’m real fucking glad I am now…” The hung hunk said with a moan. Watching as the pretty features of the younger woman slid up and down along his meaty dick. Even in the dim light of his bedroom able to make out the saliva coating his rod along with all the temporary tattoos of her lipstick rings marking her achievement in cock sucking as she travelled down his member. “MMMM… And just so you know, President? MMMM… I plan on dragging out this reward of mine for you messing with my plans all night long…” He added with a chuckle since with some encounters he’d usually end up going until the early hours, not just starting things off at that time. She’d get to enjoy the fact that even with the age gap between the two he could go with the stamina and energy of a man in his 20s. But this was a change of circumstance with this being held in his bedroom for once rather than at his office or in a backstage changing room. And, he had the luxury here of not having to hold back his moans either so that there was no risk of anyone interrupting the fun. Taking his time not just enjoy this mysterious and darkly alluring wrestler, but introduce her to the joys of being Blacked.

“GAAAAAAAAAHH!! HHHHHHLKKK!! MMMMMMPHHH!!” Her choking continued on as the former Triangle Ribbon Champion of Ice Ribbon plunged her soothing, wet mouth up and down on this cock. The shaft soaked from tip to base in her saliva with just as much now coating her own chin, tits and top as she kept on this more than impressive display for not just a woman unfamiliar with taking this vast length and thickness of dick, but from the difference in size of the two. Her tiny mouth able to handle more cock than most normal woman could trying to take on a stud so well endowed. “GAAAAAAAAAAH… MMMMM!! HHHHRRRKKK… SSSSHHHRRLLLPP…” Even with all the bobbing being done along him, not a bit of the pale paint across her face was smeared as she used plenty of effort to drive her head up and down as her long, pink hair swayed back and forth. Just her lipstick being rubbed onto his manhood and even so her lips themselves not looking smudged at all. Perhaps his claim of her having wanted to get into this sort of encounter all along might have more truth to it if she’d picked out the perfect make-up to look at her sinister best.

Having let her ‘prove’ herself on his dick, she was the one eventually making the move to lift her mouth up and off from his size. A loud, porno perfect moan escaping her before she sucked in air and sat up. “Are…” She cleared her throat, trying to compose herself and get back into that threatening aura from earlier on. “Are you just going to make me do all the work here now, old man??” Ram snapped, trying to mock back from all the taunting she’d received before.
“Old huh?” Malcolm just smirked, not being fazed by her attempt to mock while her tits were shining with her own spit. “Tough talk from a little slut who broke in to a house to get some big black cock!” He pointed out with a rightly cocky smirk.
“I AM NOT FUCKING LITTLE!!” Kaicho snapped with a fresh glare as she stood up and her pink fringe bumped off his chest as her tits hit his midsection. Noticeably, she didn’t deny the remark about her being down to fuck.
“Little. Slut.” He repeated with a forceful tone of his own that made her flustered again. Especially as he easily pushed her not just away, but down onto her back onto his comfy, spacious bed.

“I’m… I’m not l-little!!” She half-mumbled as tellingly, despite the protests her mouth were doing, she didn’t protest his touch on her body as he reached between her legs. Making her gasp as he pulled down the frilly, panties like bottoms she had under the ‘skirt of her attire. Taking them all the way down and tossing them away to check out her tight but already wet looking pussy. “H-Hey! Say something, damn it! Don’t just stare down there!” She cutely squirmed a bit, completely disarmed from his usual intimidating, spooky persona as his skill and touch worked its magic. Making sure to tug at her stockings to make just the right hole of a gap in her fishnets for him to enter. Leaving her just watching as he spread her fishnets-covered legs apart to show off that snatch more even in the darkness of his bedroom. “Not even stopping to put any protection on? Treating me like all the others I see…” Ram even remarked, which even made him pause for a moment to question how she could have known about how regularly he pounds snug Joshi pussy like this bareback. But his brain was locked, unsurprisingly, with the tunnel vision of leaving those questions for another time as he focused on pressing the fat head of his tool against the still dressed beauty’s tunnel.

“I think I’m treating you like what you are… My little slut.” He smirked, having settled on that nickname for her as he saw how saying it got another rather adorable glare from the usually satanic and mysterious woman. Able to make that expression vanish in an instant when he pushed his dick into her snatch and made them both moan out. Getting to feel the expected mega tight grip of her slick walls around his member, while her tunnel got made to spread out for a sure confirmation that she’s never taken anything close to half his thickness, let alone length before into her box. His smile staying wide as he leaned over a bit, kneeling on his own bed as his hands held her by the tights-covered thighs as he worked himself in and out of her slot. Going nice and smooth for the moment as he knew just how to get a fresh piece of hot, young Japanese pussy nice and addicted to this thick, black, American dick. As she already knew herself from the conquests she’d listed off at the start of this all.

“AHHHHHH! N-Not so rough! AHHHH!! It’s stretching me already! MMMMM!!” Already the hands of the beauty who has worked for Stardom and TJPW in the past were out to her sides, gripping handfuls of the sheets as she stared across her small and sexy frame. Those once again wide eyes were now locked onto her own crotch. Watching that big dick do the vanishing trick, and not from any kind of demonic powers either, of sliding into her twat to disappear before he pulled back to slip some inches out but never fully leaving her. “MMMMM!! You were going to do t-this kind of thing… MMMM!! To my Raku?? Unacceptable!! AHHHH FUCK!!” She was already moaning out and sounding far like she was close to hating this as the stiff pace of his perfectly timed motion was making her shift back and forth on the bed. Her tits bouncing within her wrestling attire while her long pink hair swayed. Sprawled out alongside her as she groaned and allowed herself to be fucked by a man she had come here, according to her claims, to save this from happening to her ‘wife’.

So in a way, she completely succeeded in her mission (or at least prevented that from happing just on this night). Finding herself spread apart, on her back, and taking dick like this was the private room of a fetish sex club. Her petite body jolting on his bed as he easily used his strength to basically pull her frame back down towards him whenever he drove a fresh, hard thrust up into her wet twat. The pace already making perspiration start to form across her exposed skin but still doing nothing to remove any of the paint from that trademark pale face of hers. That delicious conflicted look of trying to hate this but the pleasure clear across her features a tough sight to rip his gaze off from with her breasts jiggling nicely and watching his own dick plough away into her wet and clearly needy pussy.

“MMMM… I think a little slut like you is getting exactly what you deserve… MMMM! For breaking into an innocent man’s home in the dead of night…” He mocked even if he was a little right that she did have to pay a price for interrupting his attempted sleep. Not that he needed any real reason to stuff his fat dick home into some fresh, hot and pleasurably tight pussy. The repeated, firm thrusts allowing more of his inches to bury into the poster girl of her home Triple 6 promotion as they both got used to the sensations. “AHHHH… And something tells me… MMMM… FUCK… From how fucking tight and wet you are, my little slut? MMMM… This is exactly what you fucking wanted to happen all along…” He pointed out as anyone who was trying to properly intimidate someone wouldn’t rock up in such a sexy ring outfit. Perhaps why he was making a point to bang her with her clothing on, just with bottoms hauled off so he could drive his cock upward in and out of her slot to keep them both moaning out.

“I’M! AHHHHH! NOT! MMMMM!! L-L-L... AHHHHH… L-LITTLE! MMMMM!!” She managed to sit up a bit to yell her outrage at the triggering words as she gave two middle finger gestures with an attempt to reach up to shove them in his face. Only to be sent back laying down as her body then arched a bit when he gripped her thighs and hauled her straight against his body. Burying his prick into the hilt whether she was ready for it or not as those rounded tits stuck out with a nice bounce as her frame kept being bucked back and forth along his thrusting shaft. So while she objected to being teased about her stature, she was making no attempt, verbal or otherwise, to deny the other half of his comments about her. “AHHHHHH FUCK! FUCK! MMMMM FUCK FUCK FUCK!!” She panted as her head rolled for a bit, gazing back across through strands of pink hair with the sort of wicked, but in a more erotic way than just her usual sinfulness, glint in her eye. Her hands going back to clutching the sheets as she got fucked on his bed. No resistance to letting her love tunnel be resized by this older man as he buried that big dick in and out of her slot as she showed off that despite her lack of height, being a Size Queen was more fitting for her than any sort of darkness or ‘powers’ she’s displayed in the past.

At this point in the action neither of them were noticing, or caring, that the only light being used to cast a shine on this sex was the crackling static from the TV in the room. Their combined moans more than enough to drown out that sound along with the new slap of his muscular body hitting into her crotch. The brush of her fishnet tights felt against his dark skin as he worked like a piston in her slot with his steady and experienced motion. Making full use of this surprise encounter to plough the mysterious but gorgeous woman balls deep like they’ve been fuck buddies for months rather than many minutes. Her pussy being that perfect blend of being spread open to accept such a thickness of man-meat but remaining tight and gripping his length so he moaned out with each stiff stroke delivered into her snatch.

That sex-drunk daze was snapped however when she suddenly felt the emptiness of his cock being pulled out of her wet pussy, and the already gaping aftermath of the fun so far. “W-Wait! You can’t be done already!” Ram almost sounded like she was pleading as her eyes locked onto his still rock hard cock.
“Oh? So you’ve heard about how long I can go for with those other conquests of mine you know about? Is that the case, little slut?” Malcolm teased her as he made sure he was sitting back on his knees so she could check out his member, coated in her juices but that new shine not removing the rings of her lipstick from the first round of their sex.
“I-Idiot!” She snapped as she shifted back, sounding like she both furious and flustered by that new pet name for her. “That’s President to you! Besides! If you just want to keep fucking, then just say it!” Kaicho claimed as she invited herself to move to kneel herself at the side of the bed. “W-Well?? Don’t just stare! Lay down!” She demanded as she glanced at his dick. “I’ll show you why I’m Chairman Ram!”
“Well, when you put it like that?” Laurence smiled as he moved up and now laid back onto his bed. His dick pointing straight up as he watched her swing a tights covered leg over as she mounted his lap and faced him so he could still check out those tits and that painted face of hers. “You are here to make it up to me for breaking and entering… A nice little ride sounds very nice.” He added with a deliberately selected word.

“NOT. LITTLE.” She hissed as she could barely reach down and guide him up. The next sound escaping her being a loud and very lewd moan of delight when she sunk down and stuffed his meaty length up into her snug, wet pussy. A brief grind down onto his crotch as he took a hold of her by the frilly midsection of her fetish ring gear before she began to bounce. Somehow managing to find a part of her usual confidence as she folded her arms under her chest in a defiant pose while she stared down. “MMMMM! Not… Little! MMMM! Not fucking little at all! AHHHHH FUCK!” She moaned while staring down at the man she’d invaded the house of and was now willingly fucking. Was she talking about her height not being small? Or the sheer, vast length of all the inches she was taking in and out of herself? Getting her rounded tits bouncing in her costume and now making her long pink hair sway as she got into the motion.

“MMMMM… Whatever you say, President…” He teased as he laid back with his head in his hands to happily let the stunning, mysterious beauty work her gorgeous frame up and down on his cock. Each pump delivered by her snatch getting him moaning as she struck down into his lap with more than enough force to make the smack ring out as skin met skin. A nice test for the bedsprings too as despite her petite frame she was finding the energy (perhaps the motivation too, knowing she was riding a stud who could last) to drive down nicely hard onto him. Taking him balls deep up into her slickness before she lifted up and let a few inches slip out before driving back down with an approving groan of her own. “Maybe you want a different title then? President Slut? Chairwoman Slut? MMMMM… Maybe…”

“SHUT THE FUCK UP AND FUCK ME, DAMN IT!!” She yelled down as she grabbed a hold of his hands. The long game of taunting and teasing, combined with some damn good sex already, working its magic as she more forced his hands rather than mere guiding onto her top-covered its. Instantly taking up the offer as his hands dug in, using his strength so that the material offered no real barrier as he took a long grope of her mounds. Leaving her head tilting back in delight while she still rode away on his big cock. “I SAID FUCK ME! FUCK ME YOU IDIOT! MMMMM!!” She demanded, licking her lips when her eyes locked down onto him as she dropped onto his cock again. Grinding against his member as she kept it stuffed up inside herself. His inches coated in her arousal while her exposed skin from her arms, legs and currently being fondled chest had a nice, sexy shine of sweat across them. Even so, still her famously supernatural-styled face paint didn’t look smeared one bit as if she really did have powers all along, but was using them to make sure she appeared red hot to further motivate him to slam her. Like this truly was the game plan after all for her.

“MMMM… I love it when a woman is honest…” He said with a lusty growl as he began to slam his hips upward. Making the stunning Japanese pro wrestler more buck upward than bounce under her own power. Such was the superior force, driven by desire, that he possessed over the smaller beauty.  Each thrust making her jolt upward before she dropped down with a slap while his hands groped away at her tits, still shaking in his grip. That long pink hair now wildly flying about while she moaned loudly in delight. A far different version of things going bump in the night here, but not having to be worried with what anyone else thought as he freely went at her hard and quick. Knowing there wouldn’t be any interruptions as he pounded away into the sometimes demonic cutie mounted on top of him.

“OH FUCK YESSSSSS… AHHHHHH FUCK! OOOOOOH FUCK!!” She groaned out as she bucked up and down. Not even able to properly ride him as much as she wanted to. Her body being slammed along his thrusting inches like she was just a living fleshlight to him. Her wet snatch gripping his dick as it nailed in nice and deep, keeping the loud slap when their bodies met ringing out along with the cries of delight. “COME ON! HARDER! AHHHHH FUCK! YES! FUCK ME MMMMM! FUCK ME L-LIKE… UHHHHH!” It sounded like she was going to insult herself with the dirty talk but cut herself off as her hands moved to grip his arms as she encouraged the fondling of her tits, but needed some added support as she got bounced along his shaft. Strands of her pink hair sticking to her cheeks, neck and onto the expose skin of her chest as the sweat left her costume sticking to that already stunning enough body.

“What was that now? MMMM… Got something to admit, my little slut?” He grinned, seeing a new weapon to attack with as she groaned from his rapid pace. That comment making her shake her head with a fresh glare as even at this deep stage of the action she wasn’t breaking yet, in rather similar fashion to all the other Joshis that she knows full well that he’s fucked before getting a piece of her. “MMMMM… I think you know what you are… And I know how to make you say it…” He said, before changing his grip as he let go of her ripe tits. Just so he could grip the material of her costume, leaving her gasping when he easily tore it apart at the front. Now his educated digits able to dig into her jiggling flesh and causing her to howl out even more in delight from the direct contact.

“AHHHHHH!! YOU F-FUCKING IDIOT!! MMMMM!! I WON’T S-SAY IT! AHHHHH FUCK!!” She squealed with her surrounded in dark make-up eyes closing shut as she moaned loudly and not with exactly any amount of shame to match those falsely defiant words coming out between her groans. Her wet slot slamming down over and over as she not so much dropped onto his cock but got pulled down. His pistoning motion leaving her soaking as it seemed like she was racing towards an intense peak. “OH FUCK!! DON’T STOP! KEEPING FUCKING ME! AHHHHH YESSSSS!!” Her head hung down slightly. Somehow sweat managing to drip from off her nose and chin but leaving her signature ghostly white face paint untouched. Even as she sharply drove back and forth, getting pounded hard despite being the one on top in this position. A further display of not just the size or strength different between these two, but the superior skill at sex the older hunk possessed over the demonic beauty on his lap.

It wasn’t just a reversal of plans here with her breaking in supposed to intimidate him, but now seeing him in full control. He was the one being wicked in his own right as without warning, much to her starring horror, he pulled out of her pussy. “Oh? You won’t say it?” He smirked as he quickly rolled them over. Leaving a position with him kneeling on the bed and having her be held against his body with her back to his broad chest. His cock teasing, and deliberately so, resting against her dripping twat. “Then I guess I won’t let you cum then…” He decided, making her look back at him with perhaps the most fearsome look yet but not from horror, but like she was more now on the succubus side of demonic.
“You… Wouldn’t… Dare…” Ram hissed but showed her desire by grinding her pussy down against that still rock hard cock. Dragging her wetness across the same rings of jet black that coated her lips.
“What? Thought I’d just threaten to go fuck your ‘wife’ instead?” Laurence said as even at this late stage, he had plenty strength to hold the fruitlessly squirming cutie against his prick. “No no no… You need to say what you are, my little slut… Then you can cum as hard as you want!” He said, making it sound like an offer she couldn’t refused.
“N-Never! I won’t!” She claimed while bucking down against his dick. “I’ll… I won’t!!” She whimpered as she closed her eyes, panting like a beast in heat before she turned to look at him with a sinful, smouldering look. “...Little slut…” She said in a low whisper.
“What was that? I didn’t quite…” He began to tease.

“LITTLE SLUT! I’M A LITTLE SLUT! NOW SHUT THE FUCK UP AND FUCK ME YOU… AAAAAAAAAHHHH!!” Her breaking point and loud self mock earned its wicked reward when in the next instant that big, pussy-stretching dick slammed back up into her snatch. Her legs dangling up above the sheets and body arching out as she screamed in the sort of filthy tone that not even seasoned porn stars could pull off. Completely suspended off the bed and mounted on that thrusting dick as it pounded into its new home. “AHHHHH FUUUUUUCK YESSSSSSS… I’M A LITTLE SLUT!! UHHHHH!! LITTLE… SLUT!! MMMMM!!” Her voice almost sounded like she was a changed woman with a deeper, sinister growl to it as her eyes stared locked at her newfound lover through strands of her pink hair. Her words getting further encouraged with one of his hands up to fondle her shaking tits again. The other down at her waist to keep her held in place so his rapid, hard pumping didn’t just make her slide completely off his dick.

“MMMMM! Good… Little… Slut! MMMMM…” A basic, nasty, but fitting compliment as the black hunk slammed away into her box over and over to make the slap of his crotch hitting hers snap out alongside their lewd cries. Her costume-covered back sliding against his chest smoothly in part due to the more than healthy shine of moisture the older man had over her. Keeping up the stiff pace as he groaned out. Her slot still nice and snug even after taking all this wild action. Digging his fingers into her tit with the right amount of grip to stimulate. “Little sluts… MMMM! Get to cum on this big fucking dick! AHHHHH FUCK!” He said, more than enjoying himself even with the unusual situation of a woman coming to his home, whether it had really been for sex or otherwise. And showing that he certainly didn’t need any thought out plan in order to show a Japanese woman the wonders of taking some big black cock like his as he groaned out and drove in to the hilt into her.

“AHHHHHH FUUUUUUCK!! I’M Y-YOUR LITTLE SLUT! MMMM FUCK! FUCK ME L-LIKE I’M… AHHHHH FUCK! A LITTLE SLUT!!” She was panting again, sweat dripping off her exposed skin as her hands as if they were holding on to what little of her mind wasn’t drowning in sin gripped his wrists as he clutched and fondled her. Just getting pumped along his pistoning dick as he drove home into that already familiar love tunnel of hers. A torn wresting top, showing off her jiggling tits or the tears in her fishnet tights (and not just the one at her crotch) the least of her worries as she loudly, and now without any hint of shame, begged for more. “FUCK! YES! CUMMING! UHHHH! LET ME CUM! L-LET YOUR LITTLE SLUT CUMMMMMMMMM AAAAAAAAAH FFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUCK!!” The starlet of promotions like Ice Ribbon, TJPW and Stardom’s New Blood brand was looking like she was far more suited for a career in JAV film productions as she got driven up and down almost as stiffly as the thrusts up into her twat that she was taking. Her frame still able to arch out once in a while, sending her bust into his hand each time a particularly stiff pump got sent into her.

Malcolm was long past being pissed off about missing out on a possible foursome from earlier on. Getting his sin on in a way that might be even tougher to top than with an Idol group as he ravaged a mysterious beauty while she jolted and shivered in pleasure on his prick. Sweat coating his handsome, mature features as the contract of his dark skin and her pale body, even without counting the pale face paint, made the scene all that more hotter. Groaning himself as he continued to bury his member sharply up and deep into her soaking wet pussy. Losing track of time and not even caring that this fun had kicked off at Midnight to go on into the early hours. Pussy this good with a woman thought to be untouchable more than taking his mind off anything else as he stuffed away into the short stunner he was groping away at between pumps.

“CUMMING! YES!! GONNA… FUCKING… CUM… LIKE! A LITTLE SLUUUUUUUUUUT AAAAAAAAAAAAH!!” Ram Kaicho’s eyes rolled upward as her dark painted lips parted, her tongue flicking out in both an ahegao expression and a fitting demonic one as she came nice and hard over that fat black dick. More juices flowing down his still thrusting dick to leave noticeable stains on the sheets to go with all the sweat. Her body almost twitching on his shaft as he made sure, and not for just his own pleasure either, to keep fucking her all the way through the most intense orgasm that she’s had in her life. Leaving her panting out as that messy, pink haired head hung down when he finally pulled out of that gaping twat. If not for his hold on her, she might have just collapsed forward onto his bed.

But that wasn’t how he planned on ending the night, or more accurately the morning now as curiously time seemed to have passed a lot more quicker than what felt like an hour or more that he’d spent fucking her. Using his hold to bring her to the edge of the bed so she could kneel at the edge. One hand gripping those long coloured locks of hers to tilt her pretty face upward while her chest heaved. The other palm furiously stroking off and aiming down at her as she stared and watched. No resistance offered as she knew full well what was about to happen, and not just from the intel she had about all his previous conquests either.

With a deep grunt, he began to shoot his thick, hot load across Ram’s face. The streaks of spunk managing to stand out across that supernatural-like, pale features caused by her trademark face paint. Leaving her moaning as the shots hit over her cheeks, nose, chin and over her charcoal-coloured lips along with up close to the matching make-up around her eye. Even her bright pink hair getting stick with stray shots, including up high over her forehead where her fringe was set. Stroking away as he made sure the last drops of that fittingly generous load were dumped onto those exposed, lovely tits of hers. The branding of his load there on her skin still as clear as that all across her face.

“I-Idiot…” Ram panted, sounding like even after all of that she was still the same woman who broke into his pace. “I hope you l-learned a lesson from this…” She claimed as he let go of her hair. Watching her having to use her arms to keep herself propped up on the bed as she stared up at him.
“What? That not every breaking and entering is so bad?” Malcolm teased with a smile as he stood with his softening cock hanging between his legs. “Or that if I go after your ‘wife’ again I get to fuck a little slut instead? Because the latter sounds like a real winner to me!”
“I’M NOT LITTLE!!” She snapped, suddenly finding the energy to stand up and face off (as much as her height allowed anyway) with him. Even at the expense of cum dripping off her face. “And I mean it! Stay away from Raku! Just because you d-did this to me, doesn’t mean I’ve forgiven you!”
“Easy there! Relax!” He chuckled, getting a kick from this refreshed defiance. “OK, listen. We can talk this out… Maybe cut a deal involving you… Her… Maybe both at the same time if you’re such a couple.” Laurence claimed. “Besides, you need to tell me how you managed to get into my home in the first place…” He started to say as he took a step back.

His attention broken when the TV in his bedroom, that had been flashing just static while acting as the only light for their fun, suddenly shut off with a threatening snap. Plunging the scene into full darkness. “Oh damn it… Hang on, let me just get the… Curtains?” He was about to say ‘get the lights’ but then noticed the morning sunshine peaking in under the bottom of his curtains. Had they really fucked all night long? Something seemed off about that. Especially when he lifted a foot off the floor and noticed that he’d just stepped on his television remote. That would explain his TV acting up… Or did it? Had it always been there? “Hold on, President! I’ll shed some light on this subject…” He said, drawing open the curtains and rather shamelessly so despite him being completely naked. Finding indeed that in what had only felt like over an hour of action an entire midnight to morning had somehow passed.

“Right, so, as I was… Saying…” He turned around but found himself blinking. Alone in the room now, with no trace of Ram in sight but the door being slightly ajar ahead of him. “...The fuck did she go?” He asked himself as he stepped forward. Scooping off his boxers from the floor before putting the remote in its proper place on the table. He even took a moment to peer out of the door into the bedroom, looking back and forth but seeing no sign of life let alone any sounds of movement. “Well… That was…” He began to say again before he paused, looking at the TV. Seeing something hanging on the corner of it as he approached. Scooping off the frilly panties-like bottoms that Ram had been wearing and that he’d peeled off of her. “Well then… Guess if she wants these back, she can stop by…” He smirked, placing them over his shoulder like a trophy. “Or if she wants to stop me from banging her ‘wife’ again? She clearly knows my address… But something tells me that she might not need a reason to stop by again… Not if she’s really the little slut we both know she is.”

There was a lot about that encounter Malcolm didn’t understand. Truly supernatural powers? Just clever timing and planning? All that he knew was that right now? He needed a shower. He might not have gotten a full night’s sleep, but something told him he was more than fired up for a usually boring day at the office now.

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