The Black Bandit
#1 of Short Snippets
Just a really short story I typed up one time in a chat with a man called tezukuri I accidentally improv'd it and just now touched it up. It's based off of a sort of sport he came up with called "Wrasslin"
It involves my big lizard lady (who I've yet to name) and any random guy. Could even be YOU!
Thumbnail is a colored version of a commission I got from super7 which wont ever be posted because I haven't gotten his permission to. Original is here: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/7607685/
And some more art for those who care:http://www.furaffinity.net/view/7581275/
Enjoy.
Edit: I think I'll name her Abigail.
Edit 2: Go here to see my inspiration for this story: http://www.furaffinity.net/user/wrasslin
Edit 3: Edit: How the hell did this get in the "Top Stories?" Musta been a slow day.
I was never cut out for Wrasslin' myself. I had heard the rumors, but I decided to try anyway. Boy that was a mistake, and a blessing.
I swear from where I was standing, she looked twice as tall as me. Her skin was a dark, blue-ish green, except for her chest and stomach which were a clean, creamy color. She had a gator-like appearance, from her fairly long snout to the dark green spines running from the top her head all the way down to the tip of her tail. Her breasts seemed to stand out the most. I don't know if it was just me being somewhat perverted, or the fact that she wasn't wearing a bra, or much of anything for that matter. The rules of this league were very...lax. The only rules really were 'no killing' and 'put on a good show.' Anything else was fair game. It didn't take long for this sport to evolve into what it is today.
Almost every match is erotic in some way, with contestants doing whatever they can to put on a good show for the crowd. Like the Black Bandit here, they often wore very little clothing to arouse and distract their competition. It was working very well. She was such a large woman, her hips and thighs thick like tree trunks. Her massive breasts hung far from her chest, bouncing and jiggling with every move she made. Her large areola were the same blue-ish green as her skin. As she stood a good few feet in front of me, her perky nipples sat directly in my face. I should have probably stopped staring.
She wore shiny latex leggings and arm gloves. They were a signature of hers, along with the skimpy latex underwear digging into the fat of her hips, and the black lipstick covering her plump lips.
I was regretting my decision choosing a bout against her. I knew I couldn't win, but dammit I couldn't run now, I'd look like a coward. You could forfeit a match at any time but something inside of me was looking forward to it. I can't imagine what.
As the Black Bandit smiled, those yellow eyes of hers narrowed and I knew I was in trouble. I cant quite remember what happened next. I heard the bell, and the next thing I knew, everything went dark. I awoke to the sound of the crowd laughing and when I looked up, she was looking down at me, smiling with a big toothy grin. The rumors were true, she was good. I'd already lost, but she wasn't done with me. She licked my nose and smiled. I was probably blushing. That was just what she wanted. She could probably see it on my face. I was turned on beyond belief.
Already she was grinding herself against me as they said she would. She squashed my dick in between our bodies. I bet I was hard as diamonds. Slowly she spun her hips in circles, mashing her gigantic ass against me. Her thick cheeks felt so soft in my crotch. I could barely move. She had me pinned by my arms, and her enormous body held the rest of me down.
My dick throbbed against her stomach. God did it feel good having all that fat grinding against me, her big, soft tits rubbing against my chin. It wasn't long before she began bouncing on top of me, the springs of the arena creaking under her great weight. She let out a subtle "Mmm," as she humped me against the ground. She licked those thick, black lips of her, probably knowing how much I enjoyed it. What I wouldn't do for a smooch from those.
She was laughing at me. Laughing as I bit my lip in an attempt to hold myself together. I bet she could feel me throbbing against her stomach. It just showed how horny I was. I couldn't help it. Who could?Her gigantic breasts bounced in my face, and her large ass jiggled every time it slammed into me. I thought at the very least I could keep my dignity. But even that became impossible after a while. I couldn't help but grind my body against hers, moaning as I humped her back.
Even though there was no penetration, I didn't care. It was just as good. She fucked me, I fucked her, my imagination filled in the rest. It was just as good as sex to me.
Her massive hips felt great against my own. I wondered if she was enjoying it too. The smile on her face told me yes, but most likely for a different reason. She was making me stain my shorts with precum and I couldn't do anything about it, nor did I want to.
She humped me harder and faster the longer I resisted cumming. Her loud, husky grunts were just another turn on to me. I wanted to hold out as long as I could to preserve this wonderful moment, but she had other plans. She wanted to finish me. Slowly she lowered her face to mine. Those large, black lips were only inches from my face. She dragged her thick, pink tongue along them in a slow and sensuous display. She knew I wanted it, so she gave it to me.
Before I could move, she grabbed on to my head and pressed those soft pieces of flesh against my lips, forcing her tongue into my mouth. She dragged the slimy appendage against the insides of my cheeks and nearly forced it down my throat. That was it. I couldn't contain it anymore. My body seized up and I grabbed on to her fat ass as I came right there in the arena. I filled my shorts with my own seed. She continued to press down on me even then as I moaned into her mouth. I think I passed out.
Best and worst day of my life. I quit Wrasslin' the next day.