My Dream Match: Kiana Tom vs Reggie Bennet (Patreon)

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It was all coming together at last. It took me a few years of forgetting things and writing for the Patreon, but I had all the money I'd needed to make an old dream come true. I'd always had a thing for strong women. No particular reason. About as far back as I could remember, I saw some blonde lady wrestler on TV and I thought "I like her. I wish I could hang out with her." I was still a kid and probably didn't understand how boys and girls worked, considering I was playing with a stuffed Big Bird at the time. Over the years, I never got into the standard beauties. I didn't get why celebrities were attractive, but I fell hard for one girl I saw on ESPN workout shows. Years later, I'd care enough to find out her name was Kiana Tom from Flex Appeal, a fitness model that was a mix of Irish, Hawaiian, and Chinese for an amazingly exotic look. I think she ran some kind of milf workout program these days. I know I'd had a few orgasms thinking of her wrestling in the ring in some skimpy outfit or another.

It was always about wrestling, though. Up until the last few years, that was basically my only fetish. Most of my family and friends watched pro wrestling, but I could never care about it unless there were women in the ring. I had to sneak recordings on my VCR of their matches and tried to mentally calculate when the "diva" bouts would come on. By the time I found out about the internet and youtube, those were what I always looked for.

Reggie Bennett though... she was something special. An instant favorite. A big woman for sure, her size sort of varied over the years. She was a former bodybuilder who then got into pro wrestling in America before jumping ship to Japan. From what I understand, she went through a lot of vague personas before just sort of settling on being Reggie Bennett; the big, beautiful woman with just the right amount of jiggle in her ass and tits while still being able to hurl a smaller Asian wrestler completely across the ring. My ideal image of a wrestler to this day.

They'd both sort of shifted out of the spotlight in their own ways, but their images never left my mind. With the Patreon finally paying off in spades, I could finally funnel those few hundred dollars into hiring the women for that ultimate fantasy: Reggie Bennett vs Kiana Tom in an all out wrestling match.

It turned out to be surprisingly easy to arrange. They were considering the spare cash, but when I mentioned their opponents, the ladies were instantly onboard. Looking at some old interviews, I think I found the key. Kiana had apparently made some opinionated comments about pro wrestling, pointing out a few classic wrestlers like Reggie that let themselves get out of shape by doing their "fake sport" instead of the real thing. Reggie had readily returned fire about Kiana and her "show muscle," and how she couldn't actually fight her way out of a paper bag. The ladies must have been pretty riled up from those old comments, because the old flames seemed rekindled. I got them together on an email chain, and between all the insults, they agreed it would be all nothing; the winner got $400, the loser got only shame.

The ladies showed up at the rented gym, a camera or two set up to record by themselves. I greeted them individually and sent them off to either locker room to change into their fight attire and get ready. Both girls were still beauties despite their age. A bit of sag and a touch of extra bulk here and there, but never enough to ruin their looks. Kiana Tom was in an American flag bikini, proudly showing off her toned abs and taut legs and biceps. She noted the cameras and gave a few proud flexing poses on the way to the ring before sliding under the ropes.

The bulkier Reggie was in a one piece resembling one of her old getups from the ring. It was black with a flame pattern going up the one side, dark wrestling boots there to match. It showed less skin than Kiana, but hugged her soft and strong body tightly enough to leave little to the imagination, showing every wobble and jiggle of her figure. She gave the camera a double bicep flex of her own, kissing one for good measure as Kiana rolled her eyes. The heavier woman stepped onto the ring apron and forced the ropes aside to step through herself. Both wore those standard rubber wrestling boots, if nothing else for the extra damage they could do to their contrasing rival.

"Been putting on the pounds, haven't you, Reggie?" Kiana taunted as soon as they met each other's eyes.

"You've seen better days yourself," Reggie snapped back, already unwilling to put up with the Flex Appeal star's trash talk. "Is the whole 'MILF' workout thing supposed to cover up how you're startin' to sag in your old age?"

"You're one to talk, fatass!" Kiana snapped, putting hands on her hips as she started towards Reggie. The big wrestler stepped up as well, and I hurried to hit the bell. Bennett had already shoved Kiana in her tanned tits right before it chimed, but I doubted they needed the signal. In my head though, all the best fights start with a bell ringing.

The international wrestler spat something at Kiana in Japanese, and clearly nothing flattering. I don't suspect Kiana genuinely understood it, but it didn't keep her from slamming one of her lean and solid forearms right into Reggie's face. The extra weight didn't keep the big wrestler from staggering from the hit and clutching her face.

"How's that for 'show muscle,' bitch!?" Tom (sure feels odd to call her that...) shouted at her before following up with a hard punch to her gut. The athletic Asian's fist went deep into Reggie's tender middle, doubling over the husky brunette with a booming "UGHH!" Kiana appeared to hit every bit as hard as Reggie could with all her raw muscle backing up her punches. Reggie backed away with her wide ass jiggling until it hit the corner post, the wrestler catching the ropes with one hand to catch her breath. Kiana thought she saw blood in the water, but Reggie was too much of a tank to go down that easily. When Kiana came charging towards her, the wrestling star barged back out of the corner and hurled her thick arm into a clothesline. Kiana was quick enough to duck under it, but when she turned around Reggie was already throwing her arm back in an elbow to her mouth.

The heavy blow put Kiana down in one shot, coughing and holding her neck for a moment before Reggie caught up with her. She balled up her hands into a single fist and smashed it across Kiana's exposed back. The slimmer woman gave out a scream, the pain apparent as it spread across her pretty face.

"Try to grow some real tits before you try taking me on!" Reggie barked down at her. The bigger woman pressed her foot down on Kiana's back, grinding her heavy heel into her spine as the exotic bodybuilder's face twisted and screamed in agony. Kiana clawed at the mats, trying to pull herself free when Reggie leaned in and grabbed her arms from behind. She pulled up and back, starting to force Kiana into a surfboard hold. Her abs and biceps tensed and stretched trying to resist the hold, her round breasts forced to be thrust out in front of her half-lifted body.

It looked like Reggie underestimated just how strong and hard the smaller Kiana really was, because concern crossed the wrestler's face. Reggie bit her lip and increased her efforts, but Kiana's bulging arms were already pulling back down, overpowering both Reggie and the leverage she had on her. The heavyset wrestler was committed to overpowering her, but Kiana had bent her down low enough that her thick legs had spread out. With a furious snarl, Kiana swung her head backward and landed a reverse-headbutt right into Kiana's crotch.

"AOHHHH!" Kiana grunted hard and cupped her groin with both hands. Kiana fell to the mats as the hold was released, but she rolled over and braced her shoulders against the mats to kick both boots up into Reggie's tits. Both girls were plenty busty, but the wrestler's jugs bounced around wildly as she staggered backward and braced an arm on the ropes. She finally pulled a hand from her crotch, but only to adjust one of her hefty tits that had popped out of her top, the hard nipple bobbing like a lure towards the mats.  

It was all plenty of time for Kiana to get back up. "Lot of good those saggers do you," she snapped. When Reggie looked up to argue, Kiana was already charging and threw a high kick into the big pro's face. Reggie bounced off the ropes and finally went to the mats, even the powerhouse left clutching her face and stunned from the full-speed head shot. It was tempting to urge her to get back up, but I kept my mouth shut. That was half the beauty of wrestling in my book; even with no good or bad guy in this match, the point was always there that anyone could win the match. Whatever their size, skill or moral standing, the buff good girl sometimes got crushed by the smaller, bitchy heel when she got in a cheap shot or snuck in a foreign object. Even when people seemed to be booing the bad girls, they came back for more anyway. In that way, it was a coliseum match, not a comic book.

Kiana had moved after Reggie and planted a flying leg drop across her stomach, getting another hefty grunt from the bigger woman. Reggie flopped, but couldn't get up quick enough as Kiana Tom straddled her big belly and pressed her forearm across her throat. The buff limb left the maternal wrestler starting to choke, eyes going wide and quickly clawing and shoving at the arm. Kiana had been ready for her, the strong arm flexing and resisting most of her pushing. She spit into Reggie's face, letting the clear stain run down her face.

"Washed up cunt," Kiana snapped at her. "Should have kept your fat mouth shut."

Reggie seemed to accept she wasn't budging Kiana in time, her face turning a dark red. Instead she reached up to the leaning Hawaiian and slammed her thick hands into her ears. Kiana was instantly stunned, pulling back a bit as Reggie brought her hands around the Asian's back and stood up, instantly trapping her in a bearhug. Reggie shook her head quickly, shaking away the cobwebs while spraying a sheen of sweat off her long hair.

"Whatya say we work those abdominals, slut?" Reggie grit her teeth and squeezed her arms together, interlocking her fingers to seal the bearhug on Kiana. She grunted hard, beating her fists on Reggie's broad shoulders as her back and belly were squeezed tightly. She coughed in Reggie's face as the air was slowly crushed from her lungs, and her breasts squashed against the taller lady's bust to create a thick mass of flesh peaking between their bodies.

Kiana clearly knew her stuff as well, since she quickly stopped pounding on Reggie to gouge her fingers in a sort of claw into the wrestler's shoulder muscles. Reggie gave out a half-roar, half scream as Kiana put the hurt on her upper arms, but she shifted her footing to lift and then power bomb Kiana down to the mats. The bodybuilder bounced off the elastic mats, rolling quickly to her side before the jarring impact slowed her down. Reggie ignored her helplessness (or rather savored it) as she wiped some sweat from her brow before taking Kiana by the ankles. She forced her over onto her stomach, lifting her toned legs up into the air like a near reverse of her surfboard from earlier.

"No... fucking bitch, no..." Kiana muttered, but Reggie sneered down at her.

"How's it feel, cunt?" Reggie snarled before swinging her boot up and driving its toe right into Kiana's pussy. The fitness model howled out in agony, but Reggie wound up her tree trunk leg and delivered another to the same sore spot. "Must be hurting that roid clit of yours, huh, Tommy?!" Reggie shouted over her pained cried, giving her a third and a fourth before she threw Kiana's legs back to the mats. The Asian beauty's mouth hung open in shocked agony, rolling miserably on the mats.

Reggie slid out of the ring, and I made no motion to stop her since it was explicitly no rules by their own decision. She stepped to the ropes beside Kiana and took her by the hair, forcing her head over the ropes as the old ring veteran put them to work in her advantage. She braced Reggie's face against the ropes and then firmly dragged it back and forth across the taut elastic. Kiana's fresh screams came out as part sobs as Reggie sawed her across the ropes, spreading rough abrasions from the brutal rope burn across her eyes.

Reggie released her just to use Kiana's hair and bend her throat over the ropes, the bodybuilder's moans cut off as she started choking. The skin around her face was red and rough, though not bleeding just yet. Reggie pulled down on her hair, forcefully choking her across the bottom rope but Kiana reached out through teary eyes to grab Kiana's hair as well. Her strong arms pulled on Reggie's dark locks, getting an angry grunt out of her as she pulled Kiana's down again as payback. Kiana somehow mustered enough strength to pull back and out of Reggie's grip. It was only for a second, but it was enough that she could swing Reggie's head into the nearby ringpost, bouncing the thick woman's skull off the cold iron.

Reggie instantly went to the mats outside the ring, down on all fours and looking absolutely stunned. Lesser women would have been down in a bloody heap on the floor, but the tank of a woman still had some wits and strength about her. She shook her head slowly, but was even slower to try to rise. Kiana rubbed her tanned and toned arm across her eyes, forcing the tears from her face and starting to scale the turnbuckle that she'd just introduced to Reggie's forehead.

Kiana was clearly in a world of hurt, but she still pulled herself up to balance on the top turnbuckle. The athletic Asian balanced there a moment, waiting until Reggie stood herself back up before she threw herself off and landed a monster of a dropkick right into Reggie's face, sending the bigger wrestler flying off her feet again. Kiana landed a bit roughly on the mats, but nowhere near as badly as Reggie did as the woman rolled like a curvy corpse. Kiana didn't let it go there, as she crawled over after her and straddled Reggie once again. She clamped her strong legs on either side of her belly and started raining furious punches down into Reggie's face, pounding the busty woman who could only raise her arms to shield her head as best she could against the shocking assault. Kiana had gone from a luchador high flying move right into an MMA style attack that had the stunned and slower woman stuck defending from her vicious payback.

"YOU FUCKING BITCH!" Kiana fumed, no room for clever insults in her raging mind. Her fists started to hit home with meaty thuds around the old pro’s head. Reggie managed to reach up and catch Kiana by the neck in what looked like a blind grab but may be some of her veteran fighting instincts taking over.

“Get the fuck off!” Reggie thundered, swinging Kiana by her neck like a raging bear. The fitness queen’s head clashed off the metal guardrail and she fell in a heap clutching her head. Reggie had her all into that throw, and both of the milfs were left almost motionless on the floor from each other's beatings. They weren't in as good a shape as their prime, but they still took more punishment than I'd expect from just about any other woman.

Reggie got up first, even if she was moving sluggishly and stumbled dizzily when she rose. She leaned on the ring apron, considering getting back in the ring to regroup and rest, but I guess her hate outweighed strategy. She turned back to lift Kiana by her bikini top and stripped it off the groaning Hawaiian, baring her big toys held up by firm pectorals. They were a treat to see, at least before Reggie shoved her and crushed Kiana’s tits against the hard railing right in front of me.

Kiana had this sick expression as she made this guttural noise, arms slumping across the rail as she struggled to either breathe or throw up (or both). Reggie took her topless foe by the hair, surely to drag her off for more punishment before she was cut off by Kiana slamming her heel backward. The hard rubber of her boot passed Reggie’s chubby thighs and sank into her mound, getting the big wrestler to give her own shocked shout and bounce up to her toes before dropping to her knees.

Kiana turned and shoved Reggie’s face into the railing, her face coming back bleeding from her nose enough that it spilled out over her jiggling tits that tested in the steel bar.

“Don't you EVER fuck with me or my tots, pig cunt !” Kiana shouted in her face before forcing Reggie to her feet and into the ring with her. It might have been a look of strain, but I'd swear Kiana winked at me. “You wanted a show, big guy?” she asked rhetorically as she grabbed onto Reggie’s one piece and slung one chunky arm over her own shoulder. One hand held the flaming apparel next to her titanic tit, the other pulling up on Reggie’s waist to wedgie her suit up into her wide and bubbly ass. 

I watched as Kiana tried to lift up Reggie for a body slam. The wrestler’s bull clearly won our and Kiana struggled for a few seconds before relenting. She was breathing heavy and naturally injured, so it was no wonder she failed. I saw her suck down a few deep breaths as Reggie weakly slapped at her back, but Kiana drove some vicious hooks into her soft body's kidneys before trying again. It was something you saw in matches all the time, the stubbornly strong type trying and failing until the bigger foe countered them.

This time, Kiana’s arms bulged to an entirely new level. The casual fitness model was now acting like a record breaking weightlifter as her biceps bulged and veins popped into view on her ripped arms and bare back. She gave a long, hard labored growl that slowly escalated into this berserk scream as she lifted Reggie (nearly 250 pounds of woman) off her feet, almost horizontal to her bare breasts. Her eyes were wide and teeth bared savagely before she roared once more and body slammed her heavyweight enemy into the mats in an amazingly sexy show of strength. Kiana was sweating buckets to the point where she looked oiled up, but she pumped her fists in this triumphant shout of  “YEA!” Before beating her breasts like a victorious amazon queen.

Reggie was rolling and speechless with surprise and pain. Her wrestling gear was not only way up get ass, but Kiana had stretched and torn it so much that her huge tits flopped out, the upper half rendered ruined and useless. One of my first crushes looked dizzily at me with her beautiful, bloody face, and I couldn't tell you how many emotions it stirred up in me. It felt like I was experiencing literally everything.

Excitement for more. Fear for her safety. Shame for what I'd orchestrated here (watching my heroine losing felt like getting aroused by killing a unicorn).Pride for Kiana and her show of strength. Anger at her for hurting Reggie so intensely. And oh so much arousal for the sight of the sexy, sweaty, topless older women fighting for me.

Kiana finally focused enough to roll over onto Reggie and go for the pin. She slapped the mat and looked to me expectantly, pride all over her weary face. I realized what she meant and started to count to 3… but stopped at 2. Kiana looked at me confused.

“What the hell, kid?” she demanded, but I nodded at Reggie's outstretched hand. The wrestler had reached out and grabbed the ropes, and while I wouldn't have stopped a hold over it, it seemed fair to break the pin. Kiana pieced it together and pulled at Reggie's wrist, but the eaten old pro held on too hard to be moved. Kiana tugged again just to fail again, making her snarl in anger.

“Let go, you cowardly fucking hog!” Kiana shouted, this time resorting to biting down on Reggie's knuckles. The pro screamed in pain, but sat up and caught the Asian woman in a quick and sudden chokehold. Kiana’s neck vanished behind Reggie's powerful arms, but her look of horror met my eyes as she reached in my direction, as if expecting my help. I stayed neutral and she received none.

While stuck in a hard spot, the musclebound mother wasn't beat yet. Tears and drool ram down her face as Reggie clamped down harder, but Kiana managed to stand and thus forcing Reggie to do the same. She clawed at Reggie's big tots and belly, stinging and scratching her but barely making the mama bear wince.

“Go to bed, cunt!” Reggie's demanded loudly. “Be nice and I'll let our boy here use your body like a sex doll while you're out!”

“Oh eat shit!” Kiana politely declined. She hooked her fingers inside Reggie's strong but pudgy arm, ducking while twisting the limb. Kiana got behind Reggie with an armbar, painfully bending Reggie's elbow around. She screamed as her back arched and her huge, heavy tits thrust outward but Reggie grabbed Kiana's arm and reversed it by powering her arm back around to face her. Before Kiana could pull free, Reggie smashed her with a full on head butt. 

While it clearly hurt them both, Kiana looked utterly dumbstruck while Reggie just painfully held her head. Reggie bull rushed her, spearing Kiana into the turnbuckle behind her. Kiana grabbed the ropes from r balance, which also left her chest wide open for Reggie to grab her tits in both meaty paws. She squashed them into each other while crushing them between her fingers, leaving ugly bruises on her beautiful jugs. Kiana snapped out of her daze to shout at the top of her lungs, shaking her head in a muted cry for mercy. She sent several backhand slaps at Reggie's tits, even gouging her thick nipple with her thumbnail, but Reggie was hell bent on breaking her down. The bigger woman took Kiana's desperate counter attack as a major testament to her incredible endurance. Fake or not, they took their wrestling VERY seriously in Japan.

Reggie's finally broke it off by lifting Kiana by her two handfuls of titties and giving her a powerbomb sort of spike to the mats with the jugs as handles. Kiana bounced hard, looking utterly mortified as she instinctively jerked up to a sitting position. Her naturally tanned tits looked more bruised than bronze, destroyed by Reggie's death grip while the white woman sported bright red scratches and slap marks on her soft and jiggling rack.

It turned out sitting up was one of the worst ideas for Kiana, because Reggie was already leaning into the ropes. She bounced back off and delivered a high kick to the jaw that not only sent Kiana's head flying down to the mats but shook the ring like an earthquake had struck the arena. Kiana didn't budge for a long time, the topless and bloody Bennett leaning on her knees to catch her breath a bit. It made the mature wrestlers tits bob up and down, and when she finally lifted her head, the stunningly sexy wrestler winked to me, cupped her tits and blew me a kiss before going to finish things off.

Despite her bulk, Reggie didn't shy away from the top rope during her wrestling career. It took her a bit longer at her size and age, but Kiana wasn't going anywhere. She had hardly opened her eyes when Reggie had secured her spot on the top rope. The Hawaiian visibly shuddered with mixed pain and panic as she realized her fate, unable to stop as the nearly naked Reggie dove off and cross-body splashed down on top of her. Her full bulk crashed down on top of Kiana as Reggie’s heavy tits flopped down a split second later on the fitness star’s beautifully broken face. 

The ring shook even worse than before, but apart from her flopping rag doll impression, Kiana didn’t move after that. Reggie lifted her arm up and let it flop lifelessly to the mats, grinning as she dragged Kiana to the corner under the post and actually climbed the ropes once more for good measure. She dropped her heavy ass right on Kiana’s face, getting another unconscious spasm out of her before she waved a hand over her head in my direction. “Count her out, handsome,” she called, and I stepped up to the ring to slap the mats for an easy 1, 2, 3. I must have been grinning or staring, or both were entirely possible, because she chuckled and smiled knowingly down at me. “I think she might be knocked out too. Check her for that.” 

Reggie sat on her beaten rival as if Kiana’s face were a throne for a victorious queen. I gladly humored her and lifted Kiana’s limp arm a few times to show she was out cold. Reggie laughs and I go along with it without knowing what else to do in front of such a pivotal figure in my sexlife and one I would often liken to the appearance of my fiancee. Especially now that she was sitting on one of the other women I’d so often masturbate to after beating the shit out of her, as if to establish a dominant position in my imagination.

I couldn’t have been happier with the meeting of my sexual idol. She doesn’t let me use Kiana’s body as a fucktoy like she threatened, probably something used in the heat of the moment. It would feel especially disrespectful to do so, so I don’t bring it up, no matter how hot the unconscious Asian looks. Instead, Reggie lets me feel her muscles, swaps old stories with me and acts absolutely chill while she’s resting in the corner, chugging water and not caring that her tits are out and flopping all over the place. I end up paying her the full amount as they’d agreed, and she poses for a few pictures with me and then takes a few selfies with Kiana, posing her for further humiliation. She invites me in for some as well, snapping shots on both of our phones that ultimately comes to us making childish faces while she squeezes the KOed Kiana’s cheeks into a “fish face.” She laughs her ass off before finally wishing me luck and even giving me a kiss on the cheek and a big motherly bearhug, leaving before Kiana even wakes up. While I wait for her to get up and explain, t couldn’t help but smile. It wouldn’t have have gone better if they’d both told me about their secret twin sisters who had a crush on me. Frankly, idols are for that sometimes: just to be idolized.