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Default Ultimate Surrender Debut Match (F vs FtM): Wenona vs Sonny

This fantasy story was written about 8 months ago & was firstly intended as TRIBUTE to all the beautiful, highly skilled and sexy women who have over the years participated in Ultimate Surrender.

This is a way of saying THANKS for all the erotic pleasure they’ve personally provided this ole transman in watching them compete and fucking each other hard. To me it remains right up there as one of the most erotic, sensual, kinky shows around, and never fails to get me excited and aroused.

Thanks also to Matt Williams from Kink, and smooches to Wenona herself, who gave me permission to write this story a long time ago. Depending on the response, I’ll hopefully be able to write several more kinky stories about my (fantasy) experiences competing with the girls on the Ultimate Surrender mat.

The story is quite long and has a long introductory prelude to sketch the background leading up to my debut match, and then the story unfolds with the Rounds 1-4, post-match interviews, as well as fan comments (where some libery has been taken by including and adapting some of YOUR comment). Some illustrative pics of my own and from Ultimate Surrender have also been included to maybe spice the story up a little more, but please be aware that these pics may not exactly match the text.

Positive, constructive feedback will be greatly appreciated!

If there's any interest in me posting more of my stories, I'd be thrilled & happy to do so.

Cheery hugs
Sonny aka the butch T-guy
P.S. WARNING: For those here who don’t know yet: I'm a female to male transsexual; a FtM or transguy. I was assigned female at birth, but am now living as a male, being on daily testosterone for many years, and having had top surgery (breast removal), but no bottom surgery (due to cost and possible loss of ability to orgasm).

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ULTIMATE SURRENDER VIDEO ADVERT: WENONA vs SONNY

Who will win this Ultimate Surrender match between an experienced Wenona, aka the Gymnast, and the rookie Sonny, the butch T-guy? Who will get to suck whose strap-on cock, and then be brutally fucked like a common slut? Will Wenona’s experience outweigh Sonny’s weight and strength? Or will Sonny easily overpower the smaller girl? Will the trash-talking Sonny plunder Wenona’s sexy pussy with his strap-on cock or will she plunge her winning cock deep into his tight pussy? Who will end up the defeated, humiliated, and well-fucked loser?
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In the most closely contested Ultimate Surrender Match-Up ever video-taped at the Kink studies, the loser gets sexually ravaged in a humiliating gangbang as both referee Isis Love and camera-girl Rain de Grey step in.

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MY ULTIMATE SURRENDER DEBUT VS WENONA
By SonnyFtM

(All rights reserved)

Rating: XXX

Story codes: FtM-femme nude wrestling, fingering, strap-on fucking, cunninglingus, fisting, forced orgasm, clit torture, chin dildo, anal, gangbang, etc.

WARNING: Do not read further if sexually explicit scenes easily offend you.

TODAY
I’m up early in the morning, feeling all excited and aroused at the prospect of finally realizing my hot fantasy, namely, to engage in a steamy, erotic tussle with a sexy Ultimate Surrender girl. I’d flown across the Atlantic a few days earlier, as well as across the USA, and was staying in a hotel not far from the Kink studios where in a short while I was going to be engaged in my Ultimate Surrender debut. Gawd, I’m so fucking excited & hot! I can hardly wait … my body is tingling all over!

Then I become aware of the huge pressure in my bladder, and rush into the toilet to sit down, and release a strong gush of pee. Suddenly a very dirty, erotic thought enters my mind as I relax, and I reach down spreading myself, and tilting myself a little backwards so some of my piss splatters over the seat, I wickedly imagine I’m peeing all over my defeated opponent’s face … seeing her spluttering, crying and begging for me to stop! He, he, what would be more humiliating, huh? Oh my golly, I’m such a fucking bad boi!
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My dirty mind involuntarily goes to Bella Rossi, Dia Zerva, Cheyenne Jewel, Annie Cruz, and other lovely, naughty US girls I’ve seen engage in pee play at other sides, imagining each of them in turn pinned helplessly beneath my showering crotch. Swallowing, gagging, screaming and protesting as I spray them! Oh my gosh, I’m so fucking evil!

Finally, I’m done, and quickly wipe myself dry from front to back, and immediately put the dirty thought out of my mind. Ultimate Surrender has never allowed pee play to come into the humiliation phase, but it was nice and deliciously naughty nonetheless to think of.

I strip off my dark pajamas and stand nude in front of the mirror, examining my body and flexing my muscles. My eyes roam over my well-developed body, thanks to exercise and daily testosterone over more than 25 years, from my short cut hair, quite grey already … (I’m over 50 already) … over my arms with their well-developed biceps, over my flat, surgically altered chest to my taut abs … (I still exercise every day!) … down to my strong, muscular legs … and then back up again to my neatly trimmed, triangular bush. I trace my fingers over my shaved legs and arms, and am a little surprised how smooth it feels … it’s been many, many years since I’d been as hairfree as this. As for most bio men, transmen like me, generally also do not shave their legs and bodies unless they’re cyclists, models, body builders or swimmers.

My gaze drifts towards my crotch where the pink of my butch snatch and the fleshy bulge of my enlarged clit under its hood, is just peeking out from below the bit of hairy fur I’d left on my mons. I lick my finger, and briefly tease my clit, my little cock or dicklit, as I love to think of it fondly, and feel shivers running up my spine, as it slowly swells and responds to my caress. My mind goes back to my meeting yesterday with the Kink Manager and Director, Matt Williams, and the two lovely referees Isis Love and Rain De Grey, both of who had themselves wrestled in US before. It had taken me a long time to get Kink Inc. interested and willing to meet with me: many e-mails and a couple of phone calls.

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YESTERDAY
As I walked into the office, Matt was sitting, and Isis and Rain in short leather minis, were perched sexily on the edge of his desk, just giving me a teasing glimpse of their panties, and I felt my pulse already begin to race. I walked forward and stretched my hand out to Matt, and introduced myself: “Hi Matt, I’m Sonny … “. He gripped my hand and pressed it rather hard – I suppose to test my strength a little - and I automatically responded likewise.

Matt looked me in the eye and said: “Welcome, Sonny, here at Kink … you look and sound just like a man. Congratulations with your transition! Very successful indeed and quite amazing. Must say you look even bigger and stronger than in your pics … and very fit for your age!”

“Thanks, man, for the compliment … but that’s the whole idea of transitioning, isn’t it?” I responding with a twinkle in my eye.

Then I beamed what I thought was my most charming smile towards Rain and Isis who each had appraising smiles around their lips, saying: “Oh hi, Isis and Rain …” They smiled back very sexily, and while Rain winked at me, Isis purred, licking her lipstick lips: “Hi Sonny … Mmm, you’re quite the handsome hunk now, aren’t you? It’s pretty brave of you to think of putting your ass on the line like this …”

My smile grew even bigger and I continued: ‘Ladies, I’m so thrilled finally meeting both of you in person … I’ve watched and perved over so many of your fights … Gawd, you are even more gorgeous in person! Come let me hug you!” I moved forward to give both of them a big hug and a peck on the cheek.

Then Matt said, his voice taking on a more serious tone: “Now Sonny … as I explained to you, with all due respect, our fans wanna see sexy, hot girls up against each other, with curves and boobs and all. To be honest, as masculine as you are, I think you would fit in better in Naked Combat with the gay guys … there are some big, powerful, well-hung guys there that would give you a rough time … and a really hot fuck with their big, hard cocks if you lose! But of course, if you win, you can fuck them up their tight asses with the largest strap-on we have! I bet many of our fans there would like to see you in action there …”

“No, no, Matt, I’m not at all interested in that! As I’ve said before, I’m a straight transman, and am sexually attracted only to women. Though, of course, I’ve craved all my life to have my own penis, fucking bio cock has just not appealed to me. So my erotic fantasy is to participate in Ultimate Surrender against the sexy, female wrestlers on the roster there … definitely not the guys at Naked Combat.”

Matt shook his head: “Sorry, man, but from a business prospect I really don’t think putting a transman like you on the roster … a man for all practical purposes, except of course, for the pussy between your legs … will be an economical option for us … it’s not likely to do well in sales at all.”

“OK, sure, I understand, Matt, but how about me covering your full production cost, the wrestling fee for my opponent? Surely, then there’s no risk or cost for you then at all? Then see how it goes?”

His eyes lighted up, replying: “Hmm, that is different … OK, that sounds like an idea … that could work. But what about an opponent? Have you got anyone specific in mind? Have you spoken to any of the wrestlers? You do realize that very few of the girls, if any, might be willing to go up against you?”

“Yes, I do …”, I grinned back, “but don’t worry, I’ve done my homework already. I’ve been in contact with Wenona for quite a while, and we’ve met over lunch yesterday, and she’s happy and extremely excited to take me on … It would be a first for her to compete against a t-guy, and she promised to fuck me hard if she won … and of course, conversely, so did I promise her if I won! But most of all, I’d love to force her to give my little cock … my enlarged clit … a juicy blowjob! He! He!”

“Mmm, Wenona? She’s much smaller than you, but then she’s very fit and buff, and her experience and youth may help … that could be a very hot and close match … and she could very well beat you! Hhhm, that could work … But there’s one more thing we always ask our rookie wrestlers in their first interview … STRIP!”

I grinned, shrugged nonchalantly and said: “No problem … Wenona told me you would say that …”

And quickly I took off my shirt, my shoes, my jeans, my boxer shorts, as well as my Mr Limpy, that I usually wear inside my shorts to give the appearance of a real dick and balls in my pants, and stood there completely naked and exposed before Matt and the two smiling girls. Despite the air conditioning, my skin felt a little flushed and damp.

“Mmmm, you are very handsome and well muscled …”, Rain said as she and Isis came forward, and starting stroking their hands sensually over my body, from head to toe. I was getting little goosebumps being inspected like this … as if I was some slave on auction or something.

“Oooh yeow, but the hair on those legs, arms and underarms will have to go …” Isis murmured, while moving to the front, and Rain to the back, who gave my muscular butt a quick slap. Then with a naughty glint in her eyes, Isis looked up to my face, and brushing gently over my bush, she suddenly slid her finger right into my tight slit, giggling and teasing me, as I gave a shiver of surprise: “My oh my, Sonny … you’re actually a little wet already …”, Then she really jolted me when she pressed her thumb hard up against my little cock, and I felt my clit stiffen immediately “and you’re so large and big … and getting quite hard!!! … Does Ultimate Surrender excite you so much? Hee! Hee!”

Isis stepped back with an amused grin on her face, and removing her finger, which glistening wetly with my cunt juices, she licked it off slowly, and said: “Mmm, Sonny, I think you’ll do well … win or lose!”

Looking at Matt enquiringly, I asked: “OK, man, do I pass? Is it a deal then?”

Matt smiled and said, “Yup! But one last thing, Sonny. Your trimmed landing patch is neat, but you’ll need to shave that beefy slit of yours. Our US fans wouldn’t want your butch twat hidden behind that hairy forest while wrestling or being fingered. And I think they’ll love seeing more clearly that big, fat clit of yours … sucked, if you win … or abused, if you lose … Ha! Ha!”

“No problem …”, I said relieved, continuing, “I’m so excited, I can’t wait …”

“Good!”, he said, and I eagerly put my right hand out for him to grip firmly, and shake it to seal our agreement. I couldn’t help but smile as I noticed the slight bulge that had grown in his pants, and the unexpected thought flashed through my mind that maybe I might stand a slight chance of getting some support from a few of the hetero male fans in my endeavour to become a regularly featured wrestler at US.

“Let’s drink to that …” Rain said pleasantly, as she took out a bottle of chilled champagne and some crystal glasses and poured some for each of us.

“Cheers! May it be a fucking good first debut and match!”, Isis giggled and klinked her glass against mine, saying sweetly, while winking at me: “Sonny, I’m looking forward to refereeing your debut match … And mmmm, be warned, maybe even fucking or fisting you if you lose! You know that’s how we usually like welcoming newcomers to Ultimate Surrender if they lose, don’t you?”

Chuckling, I retorted: "Mmm, yeah, but it's a pity the winners can't have their way with ref sometimes too?", as I elbowed Isis playfully, while rolling my eyes a little, then winking, "And of course a pity too that you and Rain are no longer on the roster ... I'd love to take you on sometime too!"

BACK TO TODAY
Slowly my thoughts return to the here and now in my hotel room, and I think about facing Wenona in a short while. My thoughts are mixed to some extent. One part of me, the dominant, top part obviously wants me to win, and have a bang of a debut! After all, in real life I’m a Daddy top who loves nothing more than to have a beautifully sexy, young girl submit and bottom to me. But then as an occasional switch, who enjoys bottoming now and again too, I can’t help thinking it would be lovely to be beaten and fucked by a sexy young girl such as Wenona. “Mmm, either way it’s a win-win situation for me!”, I smile as I think about tackling her on the US mats.

Though my size and strength will obviously advantage me, my only experience of US type wrestling has been privately with some of my girlfriends whom I easily dominated if I wanted to. However, most of the experienced girls at US, including Wenona, know a fair amount of wrestling moves, and some regularly trained on the mats. Some like the petite, but amazing champion Ariel, even does Brazilian jiu-jitsu, and trains against men bigger than me … Fuck! Against her I’ll probably stand no fucking chance! Not at this stage at least … I smile … but I’ll love to take her on one day.

Mmm, but against Wenona I think I’ve got a fair chance. I’ve studied videos of several of her matches. She’s not the most skilled of the top wrestlers and seems to sometimes have a submissive streak in her, particularly when she goes up against someone bigger and stronger than her. If I can get my fingers in her pussy early, and prevent her from getting hers in mine, especially her fingers on my sensitive little cock, I think I can take her, I mused delightedly.

What I really like about Ultimate Surrender, or other similar nude wrestling sites, is that despite the girls going at it very competitively and hard in the wrestling, as well as the punishment phase, with trashtalking, fingering, strap-ons, vibes, face-sitting, fisting … (basically the works!) … they are still friends afterwards, and can have a good laugh and a drink together later. Maybe even off camera, under the showers, they have some more sexy fun? I chuckle softly to myself, and I’ll find out soon enough. Nude wrestling for dominance is the hottest, kinkiest foreplay imaginable to me!

With all these dirty thoughts flashing through my mind, I step into the shower. Thinking of Wenona’s cute face trapped below my butch crotch, enflames me. And while the hot water cascades over my body, I tease my dicklit out from its hood, and enfold it between my thumb and forefinger, quickly stroking and yanking it to a shuddering orgasm. A vivid vision of us rolling around naked on the mat, arms and legs tangled returned and I furiously began rubbing myself again as I steadily increased the pace. Once again I thought about dominating and controlling the gorgeous Gymnast!

“I’m planning on beating and fucking you, sweet, lovely Wenona”, I whisper excitedly to myself, then chanting, “baby, you’re gonna so be my bitch!!!” Over and over, I chant softly, while rubbing myself, picturing us together, on the mat, naked, wrestling, fucking, and cumming! I feel myself beginning to orgasm again, stroking myself fiercely! I fight to stifle a scream while my second orgasm extends for a full minute. It leaves me gasping for air and a warm glow to my body.

This is a little secret I learnt from Ariel X’s blog some years ago, when she admitted to getting herself off before a match so that she wouldn’t be able to cum so easily if an opponent got her fingers into her. I simply couldn’t take the chance: Wenona was simply too skilled to take lightly. I’ve got to tilt the odds somewhat in my favour, I grinned mischievously, thinking that maybe a win rather than a loss would stand me in better stead to perhaps become a regular on US. Fans were more likely to wanna see me again if I won than if I lost my debut match.

PREMATCH TRASH TALK

Soon I was in Ultimate Surrender studio where I met Wenona in the dressing room. She was already putting on her pink bikini, and we quickly hugged each other, kissing each other on the cheek, and playfully slapping each other’s butt, joking “your ass is gonna be mine today!” Wenona looked on as I undressed, and then slipped on only a black bikini bottom; not having breasts any more, implied that I’d start topless.

Then Isis Love ushered us into the main arena where the cameras were already set up by Rain de Grey, who was the camera-girl for the match. I’d seen this so many times on US the ritual of the girls stretching and showing off their sexy, toned bodies before engaging in the mandatory trash talk. It felt unreal me being there myself and I felt unbelievably excited to be there.

Wenona, of course, looked ravishingly sexy, her nipples already looking hard and aroused through her bikini top, and I licked my lips, hardly able wait for us to tangle, nude body to nude body. It was hard to believe that only a few months ago she’d given birth to her first child … her body was already back to its toned athletic form … her ripped 6-pack abs almost looking as hard as before.

My own body, reasonably well-toned and muscular, was excitedly tingling all over and even my own surgically reduced nipples felt a little engorged and sensitive. My little cock was also throbbing a bit, and I could even feel my butch snatch moisten with anticipation.

After stretching and warming up and posing for the camera, bending over, and flashing and teasingly jiggling our booties for the lens, it was time for the customary pre-match trash talk. I always loved the dirty trashtalk beforehand as much as the match, and now it was my turn. First we posed together, she looking up at me due to my 4 inch advantage in height, and I down at her. We looked each other up and down, both trying to look disdainful and contemptuous, kinda pulling up our noses … after all that’s what the fans want, not so? :-)

I started a little nervously, speaking into the camera, standing with my hands on my hips, but trying to look brashly confident: “I’ve seen Wenona in many Ultimate Surrender videos and she’s very tough and skilled, but I think my height, weight and strength advantage will see me through and give me the win today.”

Wenona smiled sweetly and retorted into the camera: “Bah! He’s a really cute hunk, and big and strong looking, but I think he’s going down today … heavily, and fucked totally silly! As they say … the bigger they are, they harder they fall … and louder they scream … He! He!”

I decided to lay it on thicker as Isis had advised me, and continued with a cheeky grin: “Another of my strengths, despite my age, is my endurance and fitness … and I think I’m gonna surprise her today … and have her as my obedient, little fuckslut at the end … her face slick and shiny with my cum!”

Wenona giggled and replied: “I think today I’m gonna whip out every kind of style point I can think of … I just wanna do the full, fucking shebang with him, I’m so excited.”

I also laughed: “Mmm, I think I’d love to have her eat me out till I cum … And of course, fuck her up the pussy and ass. She’s really athletic, so I’d like to also finger and fuck her in all kinds of contorted, gymnastic poses … I know the fans usually love that!”

When asked what she’d like to do to me, Wenona said: “Oooh, I think I’ll give him the best pussy fucking he’s ever had … and get in a juicy pussy licking by him while Isis fists him till he cries like a girl …”

Lastly, I quipped, pretending to be angry at her girlie jab at me: “Hmmphh! I’m gonna take you down, bitch!”

Wenona cattily replied: “Let’s get it on, butch boi … we’ll see soon enough who is whose BITCH!”

THE MATCH

Finally, it was time to find out who fucked who. I couldn’t wait; my whole body was flush with excited electricity, I ignored the butterflies in my trim stomach, and I willed myself to think of nothing but beating and dominating Wenona. I had only had a few nude wrestling matches privately with some of my babygirls, but most of then were hardly a challenge for me.

After each of us introduced ourselves to the camera, giving our height and weight, Isis mentioned that history was being made with me not only as the first transguy to compete in Ultimate Surrender, but also the oldest competitor ever, Isis said: “Lady … “ pausing momentarily with a small, wry smile continued, “and Gentleman … arm wrestle!”

We quickly got on the floor lying down, facing each other, elbows on the mat, and gripped each other’s right hand tightly. Then the whistle blew, and in a flash, bulging my biceps fiercely, I forced Wenona’s hand onto the ground in one move! She groaned, and her eyes widened in surprise at the quickness and the power with which I’d struck, but could see a twinkle of admiration and surprised respect.

First points to me, I thought with some relief, but a war is seldom won by one battle … many more … erotic, sweaty ones … still lay ahead.

Then we got onto our knees facing each other. Isis looked at Rain who gave her a thumbs up that she was ready and then Isis blew the whistle and said: “Wrestle!” We literally flung ourselves at each other.

ROUNDS 1-3

As we clashed together, we struggled to maintain our balance, our arms interlocking and trying to push or jerk the other off balance. Then using my weight and leaning forward, I managed to push Wenona backward, until she fell backwards. Swiftly I put her into a headlock, using my right arm, with my left hand locking with my right wrist. Wenona just rode it out at first, not really resisting, just holding my arms, not really attempting to break them loose. At this point, I felt incredibly strong and confident, and I realized that one of my lifelong, erotic fantasies was happening at this very moment. To compete at Ultimate Surrender!

I began to increase the pressure. "How's that feel, bitch?" I asked her loudly.

Wenona didn't say a word, but she reached behind me up my arse and grabbed my thong, pulling it up my ass-crack, giving me some discomfort in my nether regions. With this I applied full-pressure, and her hand released my thong, her arms and legs flailing wildly.

Isis circled us, clicking away, grinning with delight at the intense start of the match, saying: “Submission possible …” Eagerly, I piled on the pressure, hoping to gain a commanding lead early on.

Then suddenly out of the corner of my eyes I was surprised to see that Rain was topless behind the camera, and was pinching her own nipples roughly. Distracted for a split second, my grip loosened, and I felt Wenona slip out from under me, and the headlock.

I heard Isis say: “Control broken”, and the next moment I felt Wenona on my back, clamping her smooth, athletic thighs around my waist tightly, and her hands underneath my chin. Pulling hard backwards, we slammed into the mat with a thud. A groan escaped my lips, while now it was Wenona’s turn to whisper to me: "Now Sonny boi, let's see how tough you are!"

She was clinging like a limpet on my back, applying pressure with her strong legs, and pressing hard on my diaphragm, making breathing difficult, but grabbing her hands under my chin, I managed to force her to loosen her chin grip. However, her legs were still clamped tightly around my waist; so I flexed and twisted my body, so that we rolled completely over again. This time we landed much harder with me driving my weight from the top into her toned abs, forcing the air from her lungs, and causing her grip to loosen sufficiently for me to escape.

I now realized that Wenona was one spirited and determined woman, intent on beating me. This was no picnic, and was going to be more difficult than I thought.

By now we had both working up a sweat, our sleek muscles and toned bodies glistening with sweat.

We circled each other cautiously for a few seconds on our knees. I knew I had to use my wits now. I would let her make the first move, and then counterattack. She didn't disappoint me.

We clinched again, and she attempted to throw me to the mat and get me in a headlock this time. As she spun me, I deftly grabbed her left arm, and catching her off balance, slammed her to the mat, landing on top of her. A loud "UNGH" spat from her, and I knew she was dazed. I quickly dropped my full weight onto her stomach, landing hard with my butt winding her a little, and then pressed her arms spread-eagled to the mat. I held her like that for a few moments, considering what next move should be.
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However, Wenona caught me by surprise, by acrobatically lifting her legs up and around me neck, getting me in neck lock, partially twisting me of her.

Wenona rolled onto her stomach, which allowed me to pounce onto her back. Naughtily I thought that this would be a good time to show the camera some skin. She was still a little groggy, but recovering quickly. I pulled her arms behind her back, holding them with one hand, and with the other hand, I quickly untied her pink bikini top. It slid quickly of her sweat-soaked skin, exposing Wenona’s lovely firm titties, her coral tipped nipples looking hard and erect from the excitement. Eagerly I fondled and played with her breasts and nipples, hearing Isis clicking away as I gained some style points.

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