The Wheel of Busty Fortune - Serana Vs Andy (complete)

Andy had no idea of how... but he had done it! Somewhere during that amazing, strenght-draining rollercoaster of groping, kissing and loving tussle, Serana had give into the overflowing pleasure, earning him the first point in this steamy hot match.

Had the girl resisted just one more minute, Andy would have been knocked oout or forced to climax in her hungry erotic embrace... or more likely knocked out AND forced to climax.
He had still bursted out in bliss underneath her irresistible body and her passionate love, but luck, and maybe years of experience in a roster populated by the most overwhelming wrestling vixens ever seen, had helped him endure a slight bit longer than Serana.

And now there he was, clinging to consciousness as the pleasant exhaustion of erotic aftermaths washed his body, and with Serana's sweaty, flawless body providing the most wonderful blanket ever.
"Uuhmmm... I couldn't ask for anything better...", he mumbled petting Serana with affection, loving this tender cuddle as much as the very welcome chance to recover.

Though, he soon realized that rhythmical, intimate squeeze down there. "Uh..uhh....S-Serana.... you are still... Ahhhnnn....s-so good...@///@". The sexy constrictions from her inner muscles were keeping Andy weak. No, pumping him into further weakness, pulsating his sex and his mind into a heavenly, insescapable grip.

“Mmmm? Something wrong Andy?” She asked, sounding genuinely confused despite fully being aware of what he was referring to. With her basic beef satisfied, she was now much more clear with her mind. And in so was getting back at Andy for the lost round in a more than pleasant way.

But she knew she couldn’t remain on him for long, and after a minute she would get off of him and free his member. Although her legs were a little shaky, she seemed still able to stand up fine and move. “Well Andy, I guess I’ll be ready whenever you are.”

"uuuhh...ahhhnn...nnnhh... <3". Andy wanted to respond, but every time a loving intimate squeeze knowingly turned his voice into an allured gasp. Playing such sexy-innocent act, Serana was making her apparently absent-minded pulsating even more suggestive around Andy's girth and around his swooning mind, causing him to gasp and moan as sweet, warm waves of pleasurable fatigue washed his body.

The beautiful girl had him right where she wanted, pumped carefully and hypnotically for a very long minute, making sure that Andy would be much more drained and weakened than herself for the next round, no matter if he had won the last one.

"uuhh unnghhh... I bet you..nn...are... 0///0", the former champ would reply with a slight hint of ironic humor, directing his weary legs to the wheel.
One resolute spin, and several twirls later, the big wheel of "wrestling fortune"stopped at....

KO-RNERED!

The small figure of a male wrestler bound at the corner (why had it to be always male figures???), and that wannabe-smart name gave more than a hint about the rules.... And the the ring announcer confirmed that having the opponent tied down at the turnbuckle and knocked out (no matter in which order) was the method to win the next round.
The binding tools allowed consisted in pieces of wrestling attire and/or a pair of fluffy pink cuffs placed at the ringside.

"Urgh...! Damned lewd shorunners..!" Andy snorted at the exotic (to say the least) stipulation. A short commotion among the fans followed as, not without protests and struggles, the contenders' wrestling suits were retrieved since they were required as a part of the round rules.
"Umf if anything, we won't be nude this time... well, not from the start 0///0", Andy pondered as one of the ring assistants handed him his trunks, and he pulled them back on, relieved of the chance to cover the poking erection that Serana had revived just moments ago.

Seeing the wheel spin, Serana wondered what exactly of the many rules was going to be picked. And when it landed on the KO-RNERED she was honestly surprised. It didn’t seem like much of a rule that would be put in a wheel of fortune match, but that was the beauty of the AFW. It was completely unpredictable.

Since she had thrown her bikini pair to the loyal fans, she would have to settle with a different pair. Luckily, when the ring assistants came by, she was offered one of the spare black pairs they had. Unlike her previous one, it had managed to cradle her breasts more, although still clearly a size or two too small. Likely intentional by the showrunners.

And with it on, she would once again be ready for the match to continue. Taking one last recovering breath, Serana would smile and look to Andy, getting into her stance as she readied to once again wrestle with him. “Well then, let’s see who can pin the other into the corner first? Should be a fun time.”

Andy couldn't help but notice how the new, slightly more covering bikini top was furtherly pushing and hefting her breasts up, having them look even larger.
The sexy energetic girl seemed surprised but overall amused by the new round stipulation, her mind probably daydreaming about the handsome former champ all tied up for her to play with.

"Alright then, prepare to be tied up and...uh?".
Andy's grinning reply was interrupted by the speaker making a new announcement.
"Ladies and gentlemen...a last moment special rule: The aftermatch wheel!". A new wheel appeared, its sectors showing several possible aftermatch conditions. "The winner of the match will have the right to go for a final special spin!!".

Ugh...damned lewd showrunners...!", Andy repeated to himself in flustered shock as the bell rung, officially starting the 4th round. Andy advanced for a starting lockup, willing to lead Serana towards the ropes, but the girl would probably notice how her previous after-round erotic pumping had effectively weakened his legs, making his efforts quite sloppy in truth.

As the two got ready, the interruption of the aftermatch wheel had more than got Serana’s attention. More time to be able to play with Andy? That was a something she was more than willing to partake in.

“Well Andy, I’ sorry but I’m planning on winning this round now.” She stated, going up to meet with him in the lockup. “But I will at least give you the choice of being tied up or knocked out first. What would you prefer?” She’d ask playfully, noting his weak struggle to so much as try and push her.

“It’ll still be at the corner, but I’m sure you’d at least love to be between my breasts one more time. And I’m willing to let it either be your head or your... lower head.” She teasesed, pushing back with more force to get him to take a few steps back.

Andy's predicament was going to get worse before it would get better: Opposite than achieving his task of pressing Serana against the ropes, he was little by little giving into her pushing, his supposingly superior upper body strenght gradually but relentlessly overpowered a he had to take step after step backwards.

"U-Unhff... i-impossible... 0///0", he groaned as his shocked disbelief was gradually replaced by the realization of how his debilitated conditions after the recent "victory" were paying their toll on his muscles now.

Serana's playful taunt easily got to his mind, providing a further teasing distraction as Andy's eyes were reflexively drawn to her large, bouncy melons.
"Mmpf....tied up first or KOed first you say? It's unghff... nice of you to let me choose... but I won't need it because I'm not planning to lose at all... nnghhhffh... 0///0", the handsome male replied, flexing his muscles to react with a stronger push.... which only ended up with himself getting pushed furtherly. And with that, Andy had no more room to go backwards, his back touching the ropes.

Even with his defiance towards his impending defeat, Serana knew all top well what he wanted first. From how he said his favorite matches went to his glances at her chest, she had all the information she needed to give the boy his preferred send off.

And eventually, she would manage to get him all the way to the ropes, keeping him from being able to do anything. “You say that Andy, but you don’t have to worry.” She’d say, slowly leaning back a bit as she did.

With quick reflexes, Serana would release his hands and quickly grab a hold of his head. With a quick pull, she would shove his face right between her heavenly breasts. Once again smothering the poor boy between her cleavage. “I already know where you want to fall asleep between!”

Andy listened with an ever-increasing blush of his face as Serana patiently (and happily) explained him just where she was going to put him back to sleep, and how he wanted to take a nap right inthere.

"W-Wait... it's not-mmnnnffhh...mmmfhh....! 0///0". Andy's flustered attempt to object at what Serana considered the obvious truth was promptly silenced as she wrapped her arms behind his head and just pulled him into a deep breastsmother, using the bouncing ropes to her advantage to better engulf him into her bosomy embrace.

With his face hugged from all sides by soft, perfumed breast flesh, the young male started a flaling struggle that had little to none chance to set him free.
More accurately, Andy was fighting two battles there: one against the air-depriving embrace of Serana's breastsmother submission; and one against that part of his mind secretly craving to give in and enjoy the seductive train to slumberland, letting those large, lovely pillows lull him to sleep.

Fact was, that Andy was losing both battles, and his meek attempts at fighting back were only confirming it, as they produced nothing more than occasional pawing and groping from his hands, and vibrating muffled groans that could only make Serana happier to keep him smothered.

“Don’t worry Andy, it’ll all be over soon.” Serana would tease as she’d lightly grind their crotches together, trying to get him to lose as much air as possible in a quick fashion. She didn’t want to end the round so quickly, but if the last round taught her anything it’s not to underestimate the playboy in him.

And so, she’d let him feel the full softness of her, grinding and smothering him gently against the ropes. She knew he could last, but she also knew that after everything he’s been put through there’s no way he could keep himself conscious for long. “Just sleep for now Andy, and I’ll have a treat for you later.”