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Return of the History of the Sexfight Championship?
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The Defeat of Barbara C.
She was a legend. A wild poetess of sex. A woman who took on all challenges and left them devastated in her wake. But then she met her match...
Ryan fought hard to take control of the match, but when he did take it, he never let go of it. He put Barbara down on her back and kept her there, pounding into her with a relentless and ruthless vengeance.
The harder Barbara fought back, the harder his attacks became. He overwhelmed her with a bomardment of powerful thrusts and counter-thrusts until she began melting under him.
She had never felt anything like this before: a man who could take everything she had and more. A man who could put her on her back and keep her there. A man who could touch that part of every sexfighterâs mind...the part that wants to lose.
For Barbara, nobody had been hard enough to reach that part of her will. Until she met Ryan.
It was inevitable now. She was only moments away from surrendering the title. Her body had already given in long ago. All she had left was her will. She refused to surrender, to give him the verbal confirmation of his victory. Her orgasm raged inside of her, demanding to be free.Â
And she couldnât hold on any longer...
Finally, her will collapsed. It was over.
She shouted out his name, confirming his victory. He had conquered the woman who couldnât be conquered. And as she came on his powerful cock, he thrust it into her one last time, so she could feel the fullness of its power.Â
âFeel the cock that beat you,â he whispered into her ear.
And she couldnât take any more. She was finished.
And the title was his.
Tales of the Sexfight Championship: The Legend of Lisa (Part 1)
Lisa is a legend in the Sexfighting League, a woman who faced more competitors in her reign than any other. And she defeated them all...until her first loss as a champion retired her for nearly a year. It was a brutal and devastating loss, something the sexfighting community would never see.
(You can see it beginning with Part 1 of this series.)
But this story isnât about her loss, itâs about her claiming the title for the first time. She took the championship from Richard, another long-time champion. Nobody knew how the fight would end, but they all knew it would be dramatic. And they werenât wrong.
YAY! After 2 months of solid rendering (over 140 renders needed for this one!) Iâve FINALLY FINISHED my first erotic wrestling game! Itâs a âchoose your own adventureâ game in which you take control of me! Gemma Rox! As you utterly DESTROY some rookie in the ring! Youâre both naked and READY for action! As you progress you decide what moves youâre gonna put that poor bitch through! Do you want to SPIKE her in a Piledriver? Do you want to make her SCREAM in a Boston Crab? So you wanna Knock her the fuck out in a crushing Bearhug? Do you want to finger her till she cums in a painful Ab Stretch? Well you can do all this and SO MUCH MORE! To be perfectly frank this is less of a game and more of a masturbatory aid for all you lovely people who share my dirty kink for naked wrestling! But it was also a great start in learning what I can and canât make in the future! Iâm currently working on 4 more games, a KO fest where you knock out this Karate chick in multiple ways, a Boxing match where youâre the underdog and fighting desperately to find that win! a wrestling season where you take your fighter from a humble beginning to, if youâre good enough, winning the world heavyweight championship! And finally an all out fuck fest where you join a sex-fight federation and have to fuck your way to the top of the mountain! These stories will have much more story to them than this first one but just as much smut and combat kink as youâd expect from me! So if you wanna buy Heel for Hire and play it now and help me in making more sexy games just join my patreon at https://www.patreon.com/roxarcade or email me at [email protected] Catch you all soon! Gemma xxx PS. Before I forget! Hereâs a demo of the game if you want to try it out! Windows: https://roxerotique.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/09/HeelForHire-Windows-Demo.zip Mac: https://roxerotique.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/09/HeelForHire-Mac-Demo.zip Enjoy!
Tales of the Sexfight Championship, Part 200
Emily and Nick. Two of the best fighters in the League. More than that. They are the best sexfighters in the League. And with the title recently vacated by the previous champion, that means only one thing.
A sexfight to the finish.
Their match was one for the ages. A tear-down, no holds barred fuckfest that left one fighter helpless and begging for mercy while the other claimed the championship.
Who will win this epic throw down?
Tales of the Sexfight Championship, Part 197
When Arthur came, Kira pulled him up off the bed, wrapping her arms around him. Ever since she discovered this newfound strength, she also discovered how powerful her opponentâs orgasms could be.Â
She felt his cock pumping her victory into her. His body all but spasming. And as that victory filled her, she came as well. An orgasm her previous self could not have survived. But this new Kira... whatever she was... the orgasm only made her stronger.
Kira ended each sexfight stronger than when she started it. As if she was stealing the strength of her downed opponents. Each orgasm increased her power. She didnât even know if she could be defeated.
She held Arthur close, feeling the agony of his loss. His lips mumbled and blurted out sounds as if he was speaking in tongues. The fight was over... but now... he had to survive her orgasm.
It wasnât a thing all her enemies survived, she discovered. Of the five lovers she fought since her âawakening,â only one of them continued in the league. The rest were empty shells, like trash tossed out the window of a speeding car.
Gone and forgotten.
Kira felt Arthurâs body melting under her. Perhaps he would continue in the league. Perhaps not. She didnât care.
She was champion. All her enemies lying in her wake.
Except one.
Tales of the Sexfight Championship, Part 184
Jordan had her. He knew he had her.
His cock was destroying her. He saw it in her eyes. Heard it in her voice. Felt it in her body. His relentless assault was too much for Kira to take. And she was inches from defeat.
And yet... she would... not... cum.
He knew Kiraâs endurance was her greatest strength. He knew she forced her opponents to spend all their power, throwing it against her until they finally surrendered. But she was beaten. He could feel it. He knew it.
He knew it.
She was barely hanging on. Her grip weak. Her eyes fluttering. And when he gave her one powerful THRUSTÂ and felt her grip slip from his shoulders, her back arch... he whispered...
âThis is it...â
She replied. âN-no...â
âYouâre finished, Kira.â
She shook her head, her eyes closed. âNO!â
Another THRUSTÂ and she was trembling.
âYou canât take me,â he told her.
âY-yes... I... can!â
And she gave him a THRUST of her own, sending shock waves through his cock and lower torso.
She was still fighting... how is she... still...
Tales of the Sexfight Championship, 182
Jordan knew he had a challenge on his hands. Kiraâs record was impeccable, her reputation almost legendary. But then, so was his.Â
He used his superior strength to drive Kira against the wall of the hot tub, his kisses quickly overwhelming hers. He heard Kiraâs lips gasp: a quiet admission of the facts. His kiss was stronger. She held herself against the wall with both hands as his hips drove forward, forcing his cock between her legs, into her sex, as his lips fell on her magnificent breasts.
Jordan had her trapped... for the moment. Her back arching from the invasion of his cock, he felt the power of her pussy... and could feel her holding back. He had the advantage... and he pressed it.
Tales of the Sexfight Championship, 181
After her victory over Jordan, Kira moved up one more step on the ladder to the Sexfight Championship. This fight would be her toughest so far. Iain was a powerful contender, known for his pure power, confidence and endurance.
The two agreed to meet at his house, but as soon as Kira saw the hot tub, she knew where she wanted to fight.
Stripped down, they met in the middle of the water, limbs tying together, lips locked in a passionate kiss.
The fight had begun. But neither knew how it would become one of the most epic fights of the year.
Tales of the Sexfight Championship, Part 179
The growl in her voice... the confidence in her body... even after everything he threw at her...
And when he came, he knew the stories of her endurance were not just stories. After hours of demolishing her in an almost one-sided fight... he was cumming.Â
Outlasted...
Outfought...
Outfucked...
She took everything he had... and it wasnât enough.
That night, Kira established her reputation. Jordan was broken. And there was only a single #1 contender.
And it was her.
Tales of the Sexfight Championship, Part 176
Kira fought against Jordan with every thrust of his hips. Fighting her way up from the mattress, rocking him with her hips.
But it took so much of her strength... drained so much from her.Â
She shoved him back into reverse cowgirl. A place she felt confident... but could she capitalize?Â
Tales of the Sexfight Championship, Part 141
Kira felt his cum explode inside of her... just a heartbeat away from her own surrender.
Her hips slowed down, trying to maintain her control, as his intensified, slamming helplessly into her.
âGotcha,â she whispered as she felt his gasps against her skin. She had defeated one of the top ranked sexfighters in the League... and did it from here. From here.
One... last... thrust... with her hips and he he nearly came again.Â
âLittle boys shouldnât play with dangerous toys,â she whispered. All Jason could do was gasp.
Tales of the Sexfight Championship, Part 140
Jason wanted it. Wanted her. Beating an ex-champion? Thatâs the best way to get to the belt. And considering it was vacant... yeah. Best way.
But this woman... she was taking everything he had. Taking it from behind. And her voice... it was... it was like she was in control. Like she was on top of him.
He could feel her body weakening. Feel her body shaking. Ready to cum. But her voice... her goddamn voice. It wouldnât stop.Â
âBreak, you bitch! Do it!â he shouted.
âYou first!â she shouted back.
Their hips slapping together... violent... ruthless...Â
Jason couldnât take much more... she had to break... she had to!
(Tales of the Sexfight Championship, Part 135)
When she heard the title had been held up againâdue to Tristan, that old devilâshe knew what she had to do. Ever since she was defeated for the title (back in Episode 11), she waited for the right moment to make her move. And now, it was her chance. Kira was back. And nothing was going to stand in her way of winning the title.
If I started a sexfight league like the one on my Tumblr, would you join?
1) Youâd have to be willing to write a story with someone else, probably planning on the ending in advance.
2) Youâd have to be willing to have regular fights.
3) Youâd have to be willing to post them.