Pleasing Lady Sakisama (w/h Saki 'Sakisama' Akai)

[daxg2001]

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: Sakisama (aka Saki Akai, TJPW)

Pleasing Lady Sakisama

An erotic celebrity fan-fiction story.

by DaxG2001 (daxg2001@yahoo.co.uk)

A Commissioned Story for [Anonymous].

Codes: Cons, MF, oral, inter.

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This story is set in the same universe as fics such as A Simp-Po Threesome and Fired Idol, Better Queen. Prior reading of those stories is recommended, but not required.

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Business can often lead to unexpected opportunities. Malcolm Laurence already knew that all too well from the simple fact of being a mature, black American man who was making a living and career in Japan. And while his speciality was of the music and entertainment side of things, especially concerning the highly popular and marketable Idol industry, as of late he was branching out into other endeavours. Specifically representing talented, beautiful and young female pro wrestlers also known as Joshis. He’d been pleasantly surprised at how many of these wrestlers had started out as Idols and while most of them failed, finding a calling in grappling with gorgeous looks, bright colourful costumes all backed up with physical ability? The possibilities were endless.

He found himself currently backstage at a major wrestling event for the all female promotion Tokyo Joshi Pro Wrestling called Wrestle Princess 2. Clad as always in a smart attire of suit with tie, fitting nicely to his older, but still very well built frame. As part of ongoing discussions with the company and its owners, he’d been given an offer gift of tickets and passes to the event. Such sweeteners were as expected in discussions and negotiations. And he was currently already working with one of their biggest stars in Maki Itoh already, so it made sense to invite him. Truth be told, he wasn’t a major fan of the sport of pro wrestling, but he could certainly appreciate taking in the sights and sounds. That, and he was able to get a look at the many talented women in the promotion. He was already making a list on his phones with names to try and get a private meeting with some of the roster.

However, ripping his gaze away from his phone he heard what sounded like a metal tray clattering into a wall and some loud, angry yelling from down a corridor. Approaching, he then had to back against the side as hurriedly a smaller woman in what looked like a maid’s outfit rushed by looking fearful. She was carrying a serving tray which explained the noise he’d heard. He wisely let he run off as he turned his attention back as footsteps now approached his position.

A curious but very approving to the eye sight coming his way in the form of the villainous beauty of TJPW known as Sakisama. While known elsewhere in wrestling as Saki Akai, it’s clear that here in this company the leader of Neo Biishiki-gun was fully committed and in the zone as this egotistical character. The tall Japanese woman was clad in her wrestling attire of black and white bottoms and top, with various frills and tied laces with a striped bow just below the neck. All topped off with a large, extravagant black hat with a feather to give an overall look and feel of someone acting and dressing like she’s more of a French aristocrat than a Joshi pro wrestler.

“Guess that was your maid?” Malcolm spoke up, but in the native language of the land, as he motioned with a thumb down the corridor. “A case of good help being so hard to find, right?” He added to joke with a smile.
“I am not in the mood for jokes!” Sakisama said with already a clear, arrogant tone in her voice. “That worthless servant of mine cost me my precious Tag Team Championships!” She complained, looking like she was just going to storm past him.
“Sounds like you could do with some better assistance in your life, Miss.” Laurence said, moving off from the wall to deliberately step into her path.
“Assistance?? First of all, my name is Sakisama! A peasant like you would do well to remember that!” She narrowed her eyes glaring as she came to stop. “And I have no need for some commoner to offer their ‘help to someone of my status and standing.” Sakisama bragged.

“And that’s exactly where I come in, Lady Sakisama.” Malcolm said, starting to use his own silver tongue to flatter her. “You see, I’m not any regular man as you could probably tell.” He joked, referring to the clear contrast between his darker and her far paler, Asian skin tone. “The name is Malcolm Laurence, and I represent amongst other things a talent agency here in Japan.” He started to explain.
“Wait, that name.” She raised a finger, pondering it and seeing the passes around his neck. “Ah. Yes, I think I recall that name. You’re the American who has been doing business with that vulgar, failed Idol Maki Itoh, yes?” Sakisama said, placing a hand on her hip. “You might have the sort of status that is fitting of a woman like myself, but your taste in so-called talent clearly leaves a lot to be desired.” She mocked, both acknowledging his status but running him down at the same time. “You need to work a lot harder than just representing someone as lowly as Itoh to impress me.” She added, tuning her nose up at him.
“Sounds like a challenge to me.” Laurence seized on that remark. “Well perhaps, if your Ladyship would be so kind as to grant me an audience with yourself? I could show you what I have to offer?” He said, holding out his arm for her to offer in a gentlemanly fashion.
“I… W-Well I suppose, maybe I could give you a couple minutes of my time.” She was caught off guard by the offer, put composed herself with a brush back of her long hair. “A true Lady like me could do with a distraction after the torrid events of this night. I will grant you the honour of at least escorting me back to my quarters.” She said, as she placed her slim, pale arm into his and glanced down, noting the difference in muscle size between herself and the strong American.
“Oh, I think I can offer you a lot more than that, Lady Sakisama…” Malcolm commented with a handsome smile. “But it’s a good start at least…”

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A couple minutes later…

Sakisama’s private locker room was as lavish as expected with tables decked out with black tablecloths, countless roses scattered around and in particular the throne-like grand chair in a French style that she was currently sitting in. However as she sat back, her eyes were wide as she watched the handsome man, not that too much older than she was, kneeling between her legs. Sliding down her wrestling bottoms along her smooth, long legs as her completely shaved pussy was coming into view. A measured look on her face as she stared down, trying to stay composed but not yet objecting to the action.

“When I said I needed a distraction, this was not quite what I had in mind you foul minded peasant.” Sakisama mocked but once again didn’t resist when he spread those limbs apart and leaned in towards her crotch. “If you think I’m like one of those common whores of the locker room, then you can think again about… Mmmmmm…” She was about to taunt, before she already had to moan out when he ran his tongue up her slit. Knowing just how to explore as he worked over the outer folds with a slow, savouring motion. Brushing around the edges of her on the outside before going back for a long run up the middle slot. “A-At least you know your place…” She claimed as she stared down with a glare, like she was acting that she was furious with being lured into this sort of situation. Yet, her groans showing her approval already as he brushed his tongue up and down along her entrance. Giving a showing that while her twat was more older than the usual Japanese pussy he dines on, he was just as eager to show off his experience with eating out some hot wrestler snatch.

“You didn’t expect this?” He paused, smirking up at her. “A beautiful lady inviting a stranger into her room? I think you had a good idea about what was going to happen.” He teased back, and before she could unleash a rant on him he cut her off by making her moan. Pushing his tongue against and then into her pussy to begin exploring inside of her. Already tasting not just her delicious folds but the forming juices as well. His hands holding her thighs apart with the palms around the top so he had the clear access into the stunning but overconfident woman’s box. Groaning lightly himself at her taste as his tongue lapped up the fluids while exploring around inside of her. Looking to find the sweet spots to further stimulate her. Glancing up once in a while to see her glaring back as she kept up the act. Something about the over the top characters of these wrestlers got him going, especially with the chance to turn them from cocky beauties into black cock craving stunners. He had a feeling this woman was on her way to that as she moaned out from his brisk tongue work.

“Mmmmmm! D-Don’t say such slander! You’re the one who propositioned me! Ahhhhh! N-Not the other way around!” The former Princess Tag Team Champion groaned out the excuse as she shifted in her seat. Her hands clutching the rests of her lavish throne as she kept gazing down, watching a man from another land that she’s only just met as she let him munch away on her pussy. Moaning as his tongue probed deep into her snug folds, easily making her wet and more aroused than the claims she said made her out to be. “Ahhhhh… If you want some cheap, nasty whores to pleasure? Mmmmm! Go find that Itoh woman you escort around! Mmmmm!!” She snapped before moaning again. Having no clue that he’s already been there, done that with that other Joshi beauty and is now  striding down the path to getting some action with another Japanese pro wrestler here and now. Keeping his tongue nice and deep into her as the juices started to coat his lips from the repeated flicking combined with how close up he was to her snatch.

He considered letting the cat out of the bag and just telling her, but then again he did currently have his mouth busy with something else. It was awfully rude to speak with your mouth full after all. So he kept lapping at that wet twat, drinking down the fluids and groaning at the sweet taste of the woman acting like she’s from French aristocracy. All the moans she was letting out as he plunged his tongue in and out of her showing a more red light district side of her as her legs slowly came up. Wrapping those sexy, long legs around his head to drag him in a little closer for a sort of head scissors more suited for a skin flick than the wrestling variety she utilises. Giving him all the more reason to smile into that pussy as he continued to dine. The juices slowly starting to trickle down his chin from keeping up the eager work on her twat.

“MMMMMM… You impress me, peasant! MMMMM… It seems that… Ahhhhh… Smart talking mouth of yours is useful for more… MMMM… That just sweet talking…” Sakisama said with a groan. Gritting her teeth for a moment as she was finding it a tougher task than she was perhaps used to as she tried to keep her composure. Still half dressed, including wearing her hat on her head as she kept her eyes locked down at the man she’d only met over ten minutes ago. Now her legs were clutching his head, keeping him pressed into her slot (not that he had any plans of backing off at the moment) as she enjoyed his oral talents a lot more than her words were letting on. “Ahhhhh… I will admit… MMMMM… There’s a lot more skill here than I’ve felt from some… MMMMM… Make that all of my previous helpers in the past.” She rather casually admitted between her not exactly devoid of lust moans as she kept gazing down at the handsome face between her legs. Malcolm barely had the time to register that those comments might mean there’s more to her and her maid than just the face value of servant and mistress. Too caught up with munching away on delicious pussy of a woman not that much younger than he was, but still right up there with the many Japanese ladies he’s gotten it on with over his years here in the Land of the Rising Sun.

Eventually, though, she lifted her long legs away from his head. Allowing him to lift back and give a smile as he wiped juices off of his chin. “I’ll take it that was too your liking, Lady Sakisama?” He said, playing up to her character and attitude as he stood up.
“That was… Adequate. Decent I might go as far as to say if I was being generous.” The ‘French’ beauty claimed, showing off her superiority complex as she stayed sitting on her throne. “But if you think that just some basic oral intercourse will be enough to impress me, then you are…”
She was about to say more, but found her jaw dropping as he lowered his pants in front of her. Letting her see his fat, long, black cock standing rock hard and pointing at her. The look of cock-shock enough to keep him grinning as he slipped off his shoes and stepped out of the clothing. Clearly, she’d never seen a dick of this vast size and thickness. And this wasn’t even the first time he’d seen such a lewd expression on a Joshi either.

He soon gave her more reason to stare and gasp when he pushed that fat black cock into that warmed up and wet pussy. Boldly not even stopping to put on protection as he slid his length into her, making them both moan out. A fantastic blend of her supreme tightness gripping that invading size, and his thickness making her slick walls spread as he pushed in. Holding those stunning, long legs of her apart with hands gripping her wrestling boots at the ankles. Giving him the free access into her slot to pump in and out with a clear view for them both. So the sight of that huge dick moving back and forth into her folds as he established the motion was unrestricted as they began to groan out.

“S-Such a perverse motion! MMMMM… This not how a Lady like myself… AHHHH! Conducts herself! Like I’m some sort of… MMMMM! Common harlot!” Sakisama claimed between her moans which clearly sounded far from regretful or objecting to this all. Her hands gripping the arms of her extravagant chair with a firm clutch like she was holding herself in place to take his cock. Her slim and stunning body shifting on the throne with a jolt up, making the wide rim of the large hat she still wore bounce as she moved. “MMMMM… But I will allow this… AHHHHH… Sinful display to continue… MMMMM… I am deserving of… AHHHHH! MMMMM… Being pleased by someone on his awful night…” Her latest excuse accompanied more groans as she took a pumping from this hung hunk as he took full advantage of the arrogant woman acting like she was gifting him a once in a lifetime opportunity to be with a woman out of his league. Yet at the same time he was the one making her mind open to the wonders of interracial sex. Her love tunnel already gripping his prick snugly with a new need for taking huge cock and looking like she can fit in even more into her wet hole.

“MMMMM… Happy to be of assistance, my Lady…” He smiled, holding back a chuckle at her keeping up the over the top act as he saw that his stiff pumps were more than enough to make the bow and laces on her wrestling top slide up and down in time with the motion of her gorgeous, slim body jolting on his rod. Matching with the sways of her long hair and the flow of the brim of that fancy hat she also still had on. Only her bottoms off as he pumped away into her slot. Working ever closer in towards her as he kept her legs spread nice and wide. Moaning himself, and being far more open and shameless about it than his newfound lover was. Especially when he took long looks right down to watch his manhood vanish up into that damp, tight pussy of the Japanese beauty acting like she was ripped right out of French high society.

“AHHHHH… Y-You mock me, calling this assistance?! MMMMM!! Ahhhhhhhh!!” The leader of Neo Biishiki-gun moaned out, still keeping up the act that she hates being ‘lowered’ to such a filthy act as being fucked half naked in her locker room. Her moans showing otherwise as her glares across at the handsome, smiling face of the man she’s only met today were broken up by her staring down between her smooth legs. Watching for far too long than she should at the slab of dark man-meat ploughing into her snug and wet Asian pussy. “MMMMM… I know what you perverted types are all about! MMMMM… Treating me as if I’m some… Oooooooooh! MMMMM… Call girl from a Brothel! It’s d-disgraceful!” The excuses kept coming as the sweat began to form on the exposed skin of the tall beauty, standing out nicely on those smooth legs and her arms as she continued to gasp. Her pussy all too willingly spreading out to accept that size sliding in and out, keeping him groaning out in delight as well.

A simple shake of the head at her superiority complex was his response as he kept his focus on introducing this babe to the wonders of taking black dick for the first time. A slap starting to ring out around her locker room now as his crotch smacked off of her skin. Filling her up with every thick inch of his meaty rod. Noting how she stared for an extended moment at the sight of being taken balls deep by a man she’s only met today. She was still a long way from being addicted to his rod like the other women, including Idols and a member of the same wrestling roster she’s a part of, he’s taken so far are. All the more reason for him to keep going at her with these stiff, smooth thrusts as he was just getting warmed up now for more of the stunning beauty.

“MMMM… You s-seem to be enjoying defiling me, commoner.” Sakisama was still sounding like she wasn’t enjoying this, despite what her constant moaning indicated otherwise.
“And you appear to be loving this, my Lady.” Malcolm teased back. Testing her as he slowly pulled his cock out from her snatch to make her groan.
“Nonsense! I’m barely aroused!” She snapped, even though with her legs spread it was clear how moist her pussy was already. “Such a lowly technique like yours? I could barely feel you inside of me.” She continued to lie as he stepped back, allowing her to stand.
“Oh, is that so?” Laurence smiled at her antics, before making her glare as he decided to invite himself to take a seat down on her throne. “Because I haven’t heard any complaints from Itoh-Chan about how much fun it was for her to bounce herself silly on his big, black cock.” He said, making her gasp again at the knowledge that another TJPW Joshi had gotten a piece of him and his huge prick before she did.
“That whore!! It figures some scum like her would spread her legs at the snap of the fingers!” Sakisama claimed, and ironically since she’d just been spreading her own limbs for him moments before. “No no no! This will not do. I will give you the honour of experiencing what a true woman and a real Lady feels like!” She decided, clearly using this as an excuse as she moved forward and then up onto him, straddling his lap.

“And Itoh-Chan could really, and I mean really ride my fat fucking cock very well…” He added, to further provoke her as she lined his rod back up with her needy pussy before sinking onto him. Seizing the envy this current Joshi has that another could have enjoyed the delights of him and his fat dick before she could. Putting those long legs to perfect use as she pushed herself up along his dick before driving right back down to get them moaning out. Helping out by taking a hold of that toned midsection so she could concentrate on dishing out the ride. Seeing his sudden plan all playing out nicely as she moved up and down with impressive smoothness and put that tall frame to great use for a quick motion to keep his moans pouring out.

“MMMMM!! That slut is nothing compared to… AHHHH!! Upper class perfection like me! MMMMM…” She said like it was more a statement of intent than just a bragging fact. Her bouncing up and down on his prick making the laces, bow and frills of the attire she still had on shake as she moved herself along his thick inches. Her snatch hugging his rod tightly as she dropped sharply down and make that sinful smack of skin hitting off different toned skin ring out around her dressing room. “AHHHHHH!! MMMMM… You’ll bare witness to… MMMMM!! What true beauty can achieve!” She hissed out, using her own alluring talk that has managed to corrupt other women to be lured into her Neo Biishiki-gun group. If that was her plan here, then her constant groaning was rendering the words ineffective as she let out those sort of moans more fitting for a XXX-rated film than a wrestling event. Her large hat still swaying from her movement but managing to stay placed on the top of her head even as her long hair bounced as she rode that big dick.

“AHHHHH… I think I’m seeing what a woman can achieve… MMMMM… When she opens her eyes to what us lowly ‘common’ people can enjoy…” He smirked at her words, just enjoying the feel of her tight, damp slot clamped around his pole as she shifted up and down. Just needing to hold her in place while she gripped the back of her own fancy looking throne that he was sitting on. Fucking herself smoothly and with a stiff pace to drive her snatch down and fill her tunnel up with his thickness over and over again. “AHHHHH… Just like the lovely Itoh-Chan did… You aren’t going to let someone like her out fuck you and… MMMMM! FUCK… Show she’s better than you, are you Lady Sakisama?” He said, provoking her even more directly now that he’s comparing her sexual skill with another woman, let alone the current babe bouncing away on his shaft considers a ‘lesser class’ than her arrogance believes herself to be. His manipulation showing that even with a woman that’s not that far younger than himself he can still use his silver tongue to get what he wanted from a gorgeous Joshi like this.

“MMMMM! Never!! AHHHHH!! That whore can’t compared to me! MMMMM!! No one can!!” The taunting worked as the multi-time Princess Tag Team Champion in TJPW glared down with a look this time of equal parts desire and anger than any other wrestler could do better than her. Riding sharply up and down on his long black cock as she glided her wet Japanese snatch all the way down to the base to take him in balls deep. Before quickly rising back up to around the midway mark on his vast size just to slam herself down with a lusty groan. “MMMMMM… OOOOOOOOH… This skill and feel of a true woman’s body can’t be matched! AHHHHHH!! YES!! MMMMM… You will understand soon enough… MMMMM!! The difference between these lesser bitches… AHHHHH!! YES!! And a real Lady like me!” She claimed as she worked herself in a very far from Lady-like manner with such a swift motion along his rock hard cock. Dropping herself down sharply to take him in deeper than she’s ever felt any cock venture into her before, leaving her gasping in delight from being stretched out yet stuffed full at the same time. A feeling only possible from giving in and enjoying the taboo of interracial sex.

“AHHHHH… Oh, I don’t know about that… I mean, this is… MMMMM! SHIT… Kind of decent, I suppose…” Now it was his turn to be economical with the truth as he acted like this wasn’t a round of damn good sex with a gorgeous native of the Land of the Rising Sun (despite her French attire and character). Although he wasn’t really trying to hold back his moans, letting them echo around the room along the slap of her backside striking his crotch whenever she dropped down. Holding her so close to his still half-dressed body that strands of her long hair was brushing into him as her locks swayed from the effort she was using to handle his cock. Getting that good look of her face as while she was keeping up the over-confident appearance the clear crack from the pleasure of getting a big dick filling her up was winning her over with every bounce she delivered herself onto him.

Gritting her teeth, Sakisama came to a stop on his cock. Rolling her hips back and forth to keep them both groaning as she gave another glare. “MMMM… Lies! There’s no wonder better in all of this loathsome company than I! MMMM… Either in the ring, or out of it!” She claimed as she moaned again as she continued to grind down into him, and not simply trying to buy some time and catch her breath either.
“AHHHH… That so, huh?” Malcolm smiled, looking over her. “Then maybe I can show you what Itoh-Chan could handle, and see if you match up?” He said, once again dangling the bait in front of the ‘French’ beauty to tempt her.
“MMMMM… You may attempt your worst, peasant.” She easily took it, lifting herself up and off from his dick.
However, just a moment after she rose up, he took a hold of her and brought her back onto his lap. This time with her facing away with her back against his still suit and tie-clad chest. “I think I’ll try doing my best instead, Lady Sakisama…” He said with a chuckle, tilting his head back a little to avoid bumping into her wide hat as he gripped her. Pushing his dick back up into her slot to get her moaning already.

“W-What is this?? Your filthy, strong commoner hands all over my body!” She groaned out like she was speaking from a porno film as he took advantage of her tall frame. Grabbing those long, smooth legs still wearing her wrestling boots and pads and bringing them back towards her. Using flexibility to aid in the position as she brought the limbs back then crossed his arms over the footwear so he could carefully clasp his hands behind the back of her head but still under her flamboyant hat. Locking her up in the Full Nelson, and not the type usually applied in pro wrestling either, to make her groan as her body was on full display with a slight curl in. “S-So shameful! Perverse! How dare you do this to a woman like m-EEEEEEEEEEEE AHHHHHHHH!!”

The woman with equal amounts of stunning good looks and supreme arrogance was soon howling out in pleasure when the mature hunk holding her in place started to go to town on her gorgeous, toned body. Slamming his cock up into her twat, driving in to the hilt and making her frame shift in his grip as he kept her held enough so that he could work his prick like a machine piston in and out of that soaking hole. Grunting himself as he didn’t hold back now, drilling that sweet, wet twat and making her rounded backside clap as his crotch slapped off into her with each thrust upward. Sweating himself now into his professional attire but the need for a deep clean the least of his worries when he had a snug piece of Asian pussy gripping his American dick as he moaned away.

“AHHHHHH!! OOOOOOOOH YESSSSSS!! MMMMMM!! I-INCREDIBLE!! AHHHHH!! S-SUCH A COCK! R-RAVISHING ME!! AHHHHHH!!” She squealed in delight as her body was clearly built for this kind of hard fucking as she held and used like a living sex toy as her pussy took a hammering. Her head nodding forward when she took a fresh, stiff pump up and her body curled for a moment. Her long locks swinging back and forth as she shifted but her lavish hat still staying on her head to add to the sinful sight as she looked like a trophy being pumped and used after being defeated. The fact she had all her wrestling gear on aside from her bottoms adding to that as his cock ploughed away into her. Each fresh thrust showing her more of the joys of experiencing big black cock for pleasure that the Japanese beauty had never experienced before in her life.

With her facing out, she couldn’t see the wide smile with more than a hint of wicked pride for breaking in another woman of this country with his fat shaft. It was a pleasant change to use an older woman compared to the young Idols and even a Joshi that he’s gotten to bang over his time in Japan. She still felt as wonderfully snug as the rest, and even more so here and now considering that her love tunnel was well adjusted to the shape of his length. Allowing him to drive up deep with the rapid, firm pumps to keep himself groaning. He didn’t need to see the look of pleasure on her features as the cries of delight she was letting out and the squeezing her slot was doing onto him was all the encouragement he needed to pump away. That and looking to get off himself as he banged this stunner in her own sophisticated locker room in a very far from upper class manner.

“AHHHHH YES!! AMAZING!! MMMMMM YESSSSSSS!! AHHHHH!! D-DON’T STOP YOU WONDERFUL… UHHHHH!! PERVERTED PEASANT YOU!! MMMMM!!” The former Princess Tag Team Champion in TJPW begged with loud moans. Sweating harder than she’s been competing in a match earlier on as drops fell from her gorgeous face down onto the bouncing bow and her ring attire she still had on over her chest. Showing impressive sexual ability and her own flexibility to be able to feel the pleasure and block out the pain from being held in such a shameful, submissive position of the Full Nelson. “MMMMMM YES! YES YES YESSSSSSSSSS!! AHHHHHH! S-SO GOOOOOOOOOOOOOD MMMMMMMMM!!” She groaned out as her eyes became glazed over looking, staring blankly ahead as the pleasure further built and overwhelmed her. Her attitude now a major contrast from her superior tone earlier on, now being the sort of begging for sex harlot she claimed the other wrestlers on the roster were. Although perhaps not very many of them could handle such a wild, rough fucking like this as he got her pussy hammered balls deep over and over again.

To his credit, the older (and not by too many years compared to his previous hook-ups) stud holding her locked in place impaled on his prick was showing off the stamina and pace expected of a veteran porn star instead of an agent and public relations guru. His own sweat making his shirt stick to his body as he briskly sent his cock up into that soaking wet pussy. Racking up yet another stunning conquest on the other side of the Pacific Ocean to where he comes from. Enjoying this one perhaps more than previous fucks considering he’s used this beauty’s over the top superiority complex against her to turn her into a new fuck buddy. Holding her down onto his cock as he slammed it up into her for a pounding that would leave her love tunnel stretched out so that she wouldn’t likely feel anything less than a fat dark dick like his inside of her for a few weeks until she was tightened up again.

“AHHHHH YES! YES YES YEEEEEEEESSSSSSSS AHHHHHHHHHHHHH MMMMMMMM!!” For the moment, the only thing on Sakisama’s thoughts was mind blowing pleasure racing through her. Cumming hard on the big black dick she was stuffed on as her snatch clung to those thick inches. Sending juices oozing down sinfully as she groaned out with her eyes rolled upward in delight like she was the freshly fucked main star of a hentai video. A trail of very far from Lady-like drool coming from the corner of her open, moaning mouth as she could only stay stuck in place, jolting from the hard thrusts she was getting. Almost impossibly, her wide and lavish hat had stayed on place on the top of her long haired head during all of this lewd encounter, adding to her well pounded appearance along with her ring attire she still wore and the strands of hair now sticking to her pretty features.

That face about to take something as well as he pulled his pulsing dick out from that well slammed twat of hers. Lifting her off from his lap and releasing the grip, making her sit down on her own throne and barely having the time to admire how she slumped exhausted onto the chair as she gasped for air. Leaving him to use one hand to lift the brim of her headwear up as the other stroked off his cock with rapid need.

A new, deep groan escaping Sakisama when she felt the first thick, hot rope of American spunk landing across her stunning Japanese face. Coating over her cheeks and her nose as he unloaded onto her. Plenty catching into her hair at the sides of her facer and across her forehead, with some trails even sinfully staining the inside of her black hat to no doubt ruin it beyond cleaning. Not forgetting the drips that then landed down onto the black and white bow on her wrestling top she still had on for another extra shameful mess. The main event being of course her face coated in spunk that still stood out on her pale skin with her cheeks, nose, lips and chin more than getting a coating thanks to a big black cock unloading onto her.

“Y-You filthy commoner…” Sakisama moaned out, gazing across as he stepped back and she saw his cock was finally going soft after such a long, intense session of sex. “H-How dare you… Defile a Lady like myself… With your fat, long, wonderful, disgraceful cock…” She added, licking her lips already to not exactly subtly steal a taste of that load on her.
“I’d love to say that the pleasure was all mine…” Malcolm remarked with a smile. “But I think we both got to understanding one another after this, right?” He said, shifting across as he pulled his pants back on.
“I think… I may require your… ‘Services’ in the future, peasant.” She claimed with a far more seductive tone than usual, even with her mind returning back to her usual egotistical ways.
“In that case…” After slipping his shoes back on, he moved back over. Pulling out a handy business card out from an inside pocket. Managing to tease her and treat her like a defeated prize as he popped the card into her hat resting it right by the feather. “I shall bid you goodbye, Lady Sakisama. I’m sure you can arrange a meeting at your earliest convenience.” He added, giving her a bow to play up to her character as he backed away to the door.
“That I shall, peasant… That I shall…” Sakisama replied with a wicked and sexy smirk of her own.

Leaving her in a freshly fucked, cum-covered state Laurence left the room and closed it behind him. Taking a moment to pull out a handkerchief from his pocket and wipe sweat off his face before he adjusted his tie back into place. “I swear, if all the women in this Joshi business are like that? These women are gonna make me a fan yet of this business…” He said to himself as he began to walk down the corridor. “Or at this rate, be the death of me with sex like that!” He added with a chuckle as all things considered that wasn’t such a bad outcome either.”

As he headed down, he saw the short woman in a maid’s attire that he’d seen earlier on. Looking less than happy at her earlier failure in the match and carrying a silver tray with what looking like an expensive alcohol bottle and some glasses for her mistress. He extended a hand, making her stop and look puzzled. “I’d uh, be ready for a major clean up job with the honourable Lady back there if I was you.” Malcolm advised her before letting her continue on with a wink, letting her carry on as she blushed at his smile. “Cute as well. Well, I have experience with maids after all.” He said under his breath. However when behind him he heard a female gasp and the smashing of glass and a metal tray out of shock, he quickened his pace to flee the scene. Having to explain to wrestling executives why he’d been spending an evening sampling the talent instead of just watching them wouldn’t exactly look good on his CV. Even if it might have earned him a new client tonight.

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