Brandy's Puroresu(pro wrestling) excursion

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About Brandy:
Name: Brandy Jackson
Age: 25
Hair: Blonde, short
Measurement: 38/30/40
Weight: 129
Height: 5'5"

Brandy is a young wrestling reporter. She has been sent to Japan to cover some of the big shows coming up. Her main job is to sit down and talk to the wrestlers and take photos. But she is easy to get side tracked, by big sweaty men.
 
Brandy is seen sitting in her hotel room, she is scantily clan, she is going though snap shots and other wrestling programs and magazines. As she is doing this is jotting down names and dates, as if she is making out a schedule.

To herself: Ok let me see here. The shows start tomorrow night. I guess I should get to the arena 30 minutes before the show starts.

She writes in a book 6:00 pm. She gathers up the snap shots. On the top of the pile is a shot of Takeshi Morishima.

She then goes back to her program. She then grabs her cell phone. She dials a number.

Brandy: Yes, this is Brandy Jackson, I am the American reporter sent here to cover the upcoming shows for NOAH. I need to come down and get a pass. What time can I do that?... Oh great, I'll be right on over.

She hangs up and grabs her things. She exits her room and goes outside. She flags down a taxi.

Brandy: Pro wrestling NOAH headquarters please.

The driver nods and takes off.

Soon they are at her distanation. She grabs her thing and gets out of the taxi and pays her fair. She enters the building. She is met by Mitsuharu Misawa.

Misawa: Konnichiwa, you must be Brandy. I am the president of this company. I have asembled my wrestlers in the meeting room. Please follow me.
 
Naomichi Marufuji

Naomichi MARUFUJI

http://www.noah-usa.cc/marufujiprofiledetail.html

*I hope this is okay*

Standing in the back, surrounded by a few loyal underlings, Naomichi Marufuji brooded, as was his way, his recently won Heavyweight Champion Belt hanging around his waist. The previous champion, Jun Akiyama, was whispering to his remaining supporters about a comeback, but Naomichi was not worried. He had Akiyama's number. He watched the young blond American reporter-lady walk through the door, and smiled as he eyed her voluptuous curves. Naomichi was a thick, solid man, a warrior, who had grown tired of his frail, skinny, little admirers. He always feared he would break them if he was too rough with them. This one seemed to have a bit of substance to her...



OOC: this may sound goofy, but Naomichi was the first character I clicked on. he won his recent heavyweight championship on my birthday, so i believe it was all meant to be.
 
Brandy walks in and sits infront of the wrestlers. She sits her things next to her chair. She looks around. She sees Marufuji looking at her.

Brandy: Hello, thank you all for inviting me. I feel extremely honored to be here to follow you guys around.

She looks away from Marufuji. She smiles at some of the others. Her eyes slowly go back to Marufuji. He is now rubbing his chin as if he is thinking deeply.
 
Marufuji

Marufuji rubbed his chin thoughtfully as he watched the blond take her seat.

Misawa was talking animatedly, pointing out the wrestlers who would be fighting each other tonight. Marufuji was not on the docket for this evening, but a couple of his key compatriots were fighting the tag-team match. He sat back and smirked, knowing he was above the petty bullshit of the rest of the fighters, at least for a while, as he wouldn't have to defend his title for a few months. He kept his eyes on the girl... he could hardly tear them away, really...
 
She smiles back to Marufuji, to let him know she had noticed him. She then looks away.

Brandy: Well if you guys have any questions, I have posted my cell phone number up here on the board, or you can stop by my hotel. Hopefully I can get you the answers you need.

She stands up and nods to the wrestlers. She grabs her things and exits the room. As the door closes the sound of the wrestlers rushing to the board to get her info is heard.
 
Marufuji

A couple of hours later, a couple of hours before the matches are scheduled to begin that evening, Marufuji made his way to the hotel where this "Brandy" was staying. He left a small, sealed envelope with the concierge, and asked that it be delivered immediately to Brandy Jackson's room.

The card inside the envelope read: "Please join me in Luxury Suite 7 this evening to watch the matches. Marufuji"
 
Soon the matches will be beginning. Brandy grabs her things, along with the card from Marufuji. She heads out and flags a taxi. She looks at the card wondering what Marufuji wants with her at the Luxury Suite.

A few moments later she the taxi arrives at the arena. She pays her fair and grabs her things and proceeds on. She walks into the arena looking for directions to the suites. Finally she finds them.

Soon she finds suite 7. There a body guard there. She presents the card to him. He then opens the door. As she enters Marufuji greets her.
 
Marufuji is standing at the other end of the dark luxury sweet. There are bottles of wine standing on the bar, and a bottle of champagne on ice. His back is to her as she enters, as he is watching the match, which has begun below.

"You are just in time, Brandy. Thank you for coming."

He is wearing his customary black outfit, red and orange flames licking his calves, his crotch, his arms. It is just pants and a robe, the hood drawn over his head. He does not turn until the moment she is standing right beside him.

"So when will the Americans be ready to take on the world?" Marufuji asked her, looking back down at the match, so far below them.
 
"Ready to take on the world? Your guess would be as good as mine." Brandy replied.

Marufuji laughs a bit as he walks over to Brandy. She backs up as if she is affraid he is going to attack her.
 
"I won't harm you," he whispered, his eyes now locked with hers, and he approached her.

"Do not be afraid, Brandy. The pain stays in the ring. Up here, is nothing but pleasure."

She was now up against the wall, her back to it. "Would you like to watch the match?" he asked her, still looking deep into her eyes.
 
Looking deep into his eyes. She says, "I think I could think of a few things we could besides watch the match."

She slowly moves her hands to his robe and pushes it open.

"MMM its even better in person." She says.
 
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With a mere shrug, Marufuji's robe fell off him as the American woman's hands touched his powerful, muscled bare chest.

He pulled her close to him, so she could feel the great swelling in his pants against her belly...

"Is this how all American reporters conduct their interviews?"
 
Thinking to herself that she should do her job, but the heat of his body clouding her thoughs.

"Who said anything about an interview." She giggles.

She feels a bulge in his pants. At this point the last thing she is thinking of is her job. All she is think of is the touch of his body against hers.
 
He grabbed her and sat down on a long sofa, behind the seats for watching the matches, and he easily guided her right into his lap, straddling him. He is still wearing his pants, but right between her legs is that bulge...

"I like this little outfit you're wearing," Marufuji said. "It's a shame I shall have to rip it apart."
 
"OH!" She says.

She feels the bulge between her legs. As she rubs against him, she can feel the wettness begin to soak her panties.

Suddenly she feels Marufuji's strong hands on her breasts. At first he squeezes gently gradualy increasing the pressure of his squeezes.
 
he pulled her loose top apart when Brandy's large nipples tightened and hardened and poked through her shirt. He leaned down and started suckling each of her breasts, gently holding the globes in his hands as he licked them all over, doing circles around each nipple, lightly licking over it, and blowing on them, and almost without thinking she was riding her pussy against the length of the stiff rod making a tent of his loose pants.
 
She slides off his lap. She slowly moves his pants down to expose his stiff rod. She looks up into his eyes and licks her lips.

He smiles, as if he knows what she has in mind.

She moves her mouth over his rod. She slowly works into her throat.

She hears a moan as she pulls up.
 
Hi! Can I join in?

*I hope that this is okay?*

Name: Yoshinari OGAWA
Height: 180 cm / 5' 9"
Weight: 90 kg / 198 lb
Athletic background: Baseball

It had been some time since Ogawa entered the ring, yet he had stuck to his traditional regime of a high fibre and high protein diet and he was proud that he still possessed the firm muscular physique from when he had first entered the ring.

Ogawa searched the crowds for some freiendly faces and -noticing some stars from yesteryear- he hoped to meet them at the interval for drinks and to catch up on old times.

Being a very recognisable 'face', many times whilst walking through the venue he had flashed his famous trademark ringside smile and his heart skipped a little that he could still get admiring stares from many of the young ladies in the crowd.

Ogawa was more than happy to sign autographs and do some PR with the fans... NOAH fans never forgot their heroes; that was what kept drawing him back to the ringside for just one more rush...the roar of the crowd and the impact of bodies against canvas, turnbuckle and other bodies was some thing he knew only another wrestler or a true fan would ever understand.

He'd heard that there was a beautiful American reporter (one who was a real wrestling fan) in the venue somewhere and the novelty struck a chord with him...like he had done so many times before, he soon began to search amongst the faces, however, his search was fruitless although he looked in various areas of the arena.

Recalling his own escapades with the many "wrestling groupies" from his career, Ogawa knew that the one place he hadn't tried yet was the luxury suite.
Heading straight to it, he saw that there was a bouncer in the doorway, but another flash of his famous smile and a couple of anecdotes were all it took to gain entry to the room.
Cautiously entering, he peered around a corner and saw the unmistakable large form of Marufuji sitting upon a sumptuous sofa and a lady who could only be the object of his search kneeling between his legs sucking slowly upon Marufuji's thick penis as her own large, full breasts hung down heavily from her chest.

Only just suppressing the urge to join them, Ogawa could not help but put his hand inside his wrestling pants and begin to slowly fondle his own lenghty cock as he watched the spectacle unfold before his eyes, but even this was soon too much for him and -as he approached full erection- he could not suppress a moan...one that he was sure was bound to have been heard by both of the other people...
 
*Welcome andygorn*


Brandy hearing Ogawa's moans. Breaks away from Marufuji's cock for only a moment.

"Would you like to join in?" she asks.

She could tell that hsi answer had to be yes, as he eagerly preceeded their way.
 
Ogawa

*many thanks letting me join in*

"Wouldn't you like to join in?" the gorgeous woman asked.
Given her stunning looks and straightfoward attitude, Ogawa -whilst a tower of strength in the ring- was powerless to resist her invitation.
The sight of Brandy's large round breasts, capped with large deep pink areolae dangled ever-so invitingly between the other man's legs and the sight of her short blonde hair bouncing up and down, her pink lips stretched wide around the other wrestler's thick girth as she fellated him, had been nothing short of spectacular.
Still a little shocked, but very turned-on, by the display she has just put on, Ogawa felt himself inexorably drawn to her...

Knowing that the raging lust in his loins was mirrored in his face, Ogawa gave Brandy one of his trademark smiles and poses, eliticing a smile of familiarity from her before she resumed her strong, slow sucks on Marufuji's cock.

He was stood by her side in two strides, the huge bulge of his cock jutting straight out from his groin, only just contained by the straining material of his ring-pants.

Ogawa watched in awe as -looking him in the eye with a stare of pure lust- Brandy took most of Marufuji's cock in her mouth and the seated man groaned at the feel of her exemplary oral technique.

Needing her touch like roses need the rain, Ogawa lifted the slender fingers of her left hand away from Marufuji's muscular right thigh and placed them over the crotch of his pants, allowing the heat of her hand and palm to meet with the even greater heat of his arousal.
His hand covered hers easily and he began to slowly move her hand over his long, thick erection in the same way that he had been manipulating himself earlier.

*What is Brandy wearing on her bottom half...? Maybe trousers/pants with some panties? Entirely up to you*
 
At this point, the wettness from Brandy's panties, has seeped through to her tight blue jeans. And feeling of Ogawa's rock hard cock only made her more wet.

As she continues to suck Marufuji off, she begins to stroke Ogawa in rthyme. Both men begin to moan.

Brandy moves her free hand down to her crotch and rubs herself through her pants. Her pants are drenched.
 
Ogawa

The soft rubbing of her hand on Ogawa's crotch had certainly got him fired up and he'd never felt his erection fuller, or harder.

As if in a vision, he notices that Brandy's right hand had snaked down her body and onto the front of her jeans and that she is slowly rubbing her fingers along the front of her jeans.

He slowy kneels down next to her -ensuring that her fingers keep rubbing his groin- and he sees the full width of Marufuki's cock stretching her sofy pink lips wide apart as Brandy coats the man's cock with her saliva.

Closer to her, Ogawa can now hear the woman's own muffled groans and looking down her body between her gorgeous large breasts, he sees that her fingers are moving faster and faster on her denim-clad crotch, instensifying the workout she is giving herself and also that there was a large unmistakeable damp patch at the front of her jeans, a sure sign that Brandy was just as turned on as both of the men.

Unable to resist the touch of her expert hand, Ogawa finally pullsdown his ring pants to reveal his thick 9" cock standing out proud from the rough mass of black pubic hair at his groin.
He placed Brandy's hand upon him once more and -through the hard cock in her mouth- she lets out deeper moans and sighs as she feels the rock hard length of him in her palm and the realisation that she now has the big cocks of two famous wrestlers to play with all to herself.

Ogawa's hands also become busy...the sight of her large bosom hanging down in front of him is too much for him to sit idly by and just watch.
Captivated by her breasts, he reaches down to her left breast and begins to rub the skin of her whole breast with both hands, but for now he ignores the promontory of her huge erect areola and nipple.

This draws another deep moan from Brandy...this time, a heartfelt groan that he is sure means "get on with it"...but he is determined to tease her a little more (even if only for a couple of moments) so that she can really enjoy the experience.
 
Brandy knowing that she is getting carried away, moves her hand to her zipper, she unbottons and unzips her jeans. She slips her hand inside. She slowly begins to fondle her swollen clit. Her clit is sentive, with every flick of her fingers, her body jerks with pleasure.

But it still isn't what she is looking for. Marufuji's cock in her mouth makes her want more. And the feel of Ogawa's think cock is turning her onn more and more.
 
Ogawa

Sensing Brandy's ardour and nearness to coming, Ogawa slides his right hand down her body, along her right hand to where she is playing with her clitoris. His hand meets hers above her pleasure-bud and his long fingers slide slowly but determinedly into her soaking wet pussy.
Brandy groans as he pushes first two, then three, of his long fingers inside her, sliding and turning inside her vagina, instantly finding her g-spot; yet Ogawa knew that even this would not be enough for this wanton woman.

Moving to kneel cloesly behind her, his hands automatically fall to the beautiful curve of her bottom and he swiftly pulls her jeans down from behind until they are around her ankles, exposing the pefectly rounded twin globes of her buttocks separated by the thin material of her red lace thong.

Freeing his rock-hard penis from the confines of his trunks, he rubs the thick, swollen head of his cock between her buttocks and she lets out another moan at the feel of him tantalisingly close to where she wants his cock.

"Tell me what you want...Are you ready, my beautiful American princess?" he asks, fully knowing the answer he will get...
 
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