HONEYBEE GETS STICKY
Honeybee was an up
and coming Wrestler in a big time women’s wrestling
organization. Tonight she was in a match that could give her
a shot at a Title Match with the Champ next month. Her ring
name was “The Honeybee” and the name suited her full figured
body and blond hair perfectly.
Her opponent tonight was Widow whose ring name was “Black
Widow.” Honeybee had heard Widow was a lesbian, as were some
others in the business, but it didn't bother her much, she
would beat her and move on to face the Champ anyhow. Widow
was smaller than Honeybee, a bit shorter and weighed much
less but was strong and agile none the less. She had dark
brown hair and smallish breasts, compared to the large
breasts Honeybee had. Widow was very pretty as is Honeybee
which helped both of the beauties rise quickly in the ranks
of the other wrestlers.
Honeybee began to get into her costume. First a pair of
black pantyhose over which she pulled on a tight black
spandex one piece leotard that had a snap crotch. The
leotard had a shiny latex look to it and Honeybee loved the
way it clung to her curves highlighting her large round
breasts. Next Honeybee pulled on a pair of bright yellow
bikini bottoms that had the same shiny latex look as her
leotard. Next she put on a pair of black wrestling boots and
pulled on short black and yellow striped leg warmers over
her pantyhose. The Honeybee was ready for action.
As the announcer read her intro Honeybee strode down the
ramp to the ring. Always a crowd favorite, they cheered
wildly for The Honeybee. Widow was already in the ring
stretching. She was wearing her costume which was a pair of
black hot pants, a black bustier with a red hourglass on the
front and a pair of fishnet pantyhose under it all. She
looked good and Honeybee knew why she was also enjoying
success, but that would end tonight as Honeybee had no plans
to lose tonight.
Honeybee entered the ring and stretched in her corner. The
ref had the two of them come to the center of the ring for
the rules. “Anything goes tonight girls.” he told them both,
“Management wants to see what you girls have.”
Honeybee was surprised at the rule change but did not think
there would be any problems. Widow was smiling as she heard
the information. The bell rings to start the match and
Honeybee rushes to meet her opponent in the center of the
ring. Honeybee tries to grab hold of widow but she is too
quick and darts out of her reach. From behind Honeybee feels
widow wrap her arms around her midsection and start to
squeeze, "Ughnnnnhhhh" grunts Honeybee. "You’re mine,
Honeybee, tonight you’re winning streak ends."
"You’re...ugnnnnhhh....sadly mistaken...Widow...you can't
beat me..." Honeybee plants an elbow to the Widow's chest
that knocks her back and breaks her hold. Honeybee is
surprised how strong Widow is as she takes a moment to catch
her breath from the bearhug. Honeybee watches as Widow is
circling her and waits for her to make a move. Widow
suddenly lunges for Honeybee and Honeybee manages to trip
her onto the mat. Honeybee drops onto her opponent and locks
her legs around her head in a scissors and starts to
squeeze. "How’s that feel Widow?" laughs Honeybee, "I don’t
think you’re looking like a winner right now."
Honeybee continued to squeeze her nylon covered legs trying
to take the fight out of Widow. Widow was struggling in
Honeybee's painful hold, she was trapped facing Honeybee's
beautiful well rounded ass. Widow could see Honeybee's ass
straining with the effort of the hold.
"I have a surprise for you." Widow sneered as she moved her
free hands to Honeybee's yellow bikini.
"What are you doing!?" shouted Honeybee as she felt Widow's
hands grab her ass and begin to grope her through her bikini
"Just getting to know you better." giggled Widow.
Honeybee released the hold to get away from Widow's groping,
giving The Widow a quick breather. Honeybee stood up and
adjusted her yellow bottoms, and was feeling confused as to
what Widow was trying to do.
"I think the tide is beginning to turn." said Widow.
"I don’t know what you’re trying to pull but you still won't
win!" said Honeybee. Widow rushed at Honeybee suddenly and
grabbed her around the midsection and began to squeeze.
"Ughhhhhhhhhhhhn!" moaned Honeybee, as Widow squeezed her in
a face to face bearhug.
“Your breasts feel so good against mine," whispered Widow,
"I can feel your nipples getting hard even through your
costume," she continued. Honeybee could feel her nipples
getting hard as well, and was having a hard time
"Let go of me...ughnnnnnnhh...you perverted freak...unghhh!"
said Honeybee as she squirmed in Widow's grasp.
"Let go? No, I'm only getting started!" said Widow. The
Widow began to grind her breasts into Honeybee's giant
boobs. Honeybee's nipples were straining against the black
spandex leotard. "Ughhhhh...stop that..." moaned Honeybee.
"Not just yet.” whispered Widow as she leaned in next to
Honeybee's ear and then began to kiss her ear and move down
her neck with her tongue. Honeybee could not believe what
this girl was doing. Her tits felt like they were on fire.
She ached to be able to grab them but she couldn’t and now
Widow was kissing her neck and Honeybee was starting to feel
a tingling sensation racing up and down her body.
With a great effort Honeybee finally breaks free of Widow's
hold and adjusts her breasts in her costume trying to calm
the fire racing through her body. Honeybee heads towards
Widow for some payback and goes for a headlock. Widow
doesn't dodge in time and gets caught in Honeybee's strong
"I call this one the Buzz-kill! You’re finished now, Widow!"
"I'm not impressed!" says Widow, while her head is being
squeezed in Honeybee's arms. Widow is stuck facing down at
Honeybee's pantyhose clad legs and yellow briefs and takes
her hands from trying to break the headlock and puts them to
work on Honeybee's bikini.
"How’s this grab you?" sneers Widow, as she grabs the back
of Honeybee's yellow bikini and pulls up hard giving
Honeybee a huge wedgie as the yellow bikini is pulled into
Honeybee's pantyhose covered ass.
"Owwwwwwwwww...stop that!" yells Honeybee as she feels her
bikini grinding up into her ass. Honeybee maintains the
headlock as she tries to fight through the painful wedgie.
"I have another free hand!" says Widow, "wonder what I
should do with it?" she adds. Widow moves her free hand to
the bright yellow crotch of Honeybee's straining and
stretching yellow bikini. She begins to rub the camel toe
forming in front of Honeybee's bikini from the wedgie.
"Ughhhhhhhhnnn...what..the...Ughhnnnnn...stop that!" moans
Honeybee as she feels Widow rubbing her crotch.
"Doesn't it feel good?" asks Widow.
"No ....ughhhh...it ...doesn’t...ughhhh!" mutters Honeybee.
But it does...and Honeybee knows it. She can feel her pussy
starting to get wet even though she is trying not to submit
to this lesbian’s manipulations. She is losing the sexual
war being waged against her. Honeybee lets go of the
headlock and gets away from Widow. Honeybee pulls her bikini
and pantyhose out of her ass and adjusts her costume. Widow
notices how Honeybee is pulling at her costume around her
crotch and knows she is beginning to get to her. Honeybee
circles around Widow not sure what to expect and that’s
exactly what Widow wants.
Honeybee charges towards Widow again. Widow quickly
sidesteps and trips up Honeybee. Honeybee lands on the mat
and this time Widow traps her in a leg scissors. "Ughhhhhh...fuck...owww!"
"I'm sorry Honeybee, maybe I can make you feel better while
you’re facedown on the mat?"
"Don’t touch me you bitch! This isn’t how you wrestle! You
have to pin me not fuck me!" yelled Honeybee.
"But I am going to pin you! I just might feel like fucking
you before I do!"
"Never happen!" yelled Honeybee.
Widow’s free hands moved to Honeybee’s squirming backside
once again and over her bikini bottoms. She watched
Honeybee's pantyhose covered legs and boots struggle
helplessly as they tried to find some means of escape.
"Let’s see what trouble we can get into in here." whispered
Widow as she pulled open Honeybee's bikini bottoms and
slipped her hands inside.
"Get out of my pants you bitch!" yelled Honeybee. But
Honeybee could feel herself getting hot just thinking of
where Widow's hands were going. She could feel that the
crotch of her pantyhose was already getting wet and everyone
else would see it as well if this girl had her way with her.
Widow began to rub Honeybee's pantyhose covered ass while
moving down towards the crotch of her black bodysuit.
"What have we here?" sneered Widow as her hand rubbed over
the snaps of Honeybee's bodysuit.
"Don’t you dare! This isn’t wrestling!" snapped Honeybee.
"No, it's not, but it's loads of fun!" giggled Widow. Widow
began to really rub Honeybee's crotch slowly but with a firm
Honeybee. Honeybee felt her pussy dripping again. Her only
thoughts were trying not to cum. All thoughts of breaking
Widow's hold were fading away as her crotch was being worked
over. She could feel her pantyhose grinding against her
pussy adding to the friction. Her legs felt like Jell-O as
she tried to kick free.
"I think you are getting a little too hot, maybe some fresh
air will help you?" laughed Widow as she stripped off
Honeybee's yellow bottoms and all the crowd could now
plainly see the sexual fight Honeybee was losing.
"You....ughnnnnh....bitch........stop it...!" Honeybee
"Are you still uncomfortable? Let me help some more then."
Honeybee felt the crotch of her leotard getting tugged at
and knew Widow was trying to undo the snaps in her crotch.
Honeybee squirmed and her legs struggled to break her loose
from this crazy bitch. Widow clung tightly to her opponent
and continued to work on opening Honeybee's leotard.
Honeybee felt the crotch of her leotard finally give as the
leotard snapped away and was flapping now only covering her
breasts. Honeybee's black pantyhose were the only thing
keeping Widow from her pussy.
"Well now, doesn’t that feel good?" said Widow as Honeybee
struggled to try and pull her leotard back down.
"No it doesn’t....I will still beat you! You haven’t won
anything by stripping me!"
Widow saw how wet the crotch of Honeybee's pantyhose were, "mmmmmmm…looks
like you are ready to go any minute now little bee." taunted
"No, I'm not! I won’t let..." Honeybee's response was cut
short as Widow pulled the front of her pantyhose open and
plunged her hand inside Honeybee's wet pussy and began to
fuck the defenseless bee.
Honeybee as she felt Widow's fingers pounding her pussy.
"This shouldn't take long" whispered Widow.
Honeybee tried to get free but Widow's fingers felt so good
in her pussy. "Honeybee's getting so sticky!" Widow yelled
to the crowd who were stunned with what they were seeing.
Widow took one of her hands and reached up under Honeybee's
leotard and started to pinch and pull at Honeybee's nipples.
"Oh fuck...feels...unghhh...so....good...." moaned Honeybee.
Honeybee's hips began to buck and her pantyhose covered legs
began to quiver as she lost control of her pussy.
"That’s it, Stickybee, cum for me!" shouted Widow. Honeybee
couldn't take it anymore. Her pussy exploded on Widow’s
"Ughhhhhhh! Fucccckkkk...you...bitch! Ughnnnn! I'm cummming.....unnnnghhhhhh!"
Honeybee spasmed hard as she fell onto the mat.
"Now I pin you for the win!" sneered Widow as she grabbed
Honeybee's legs and laid on top of her while the ref
Honeybee shook off the cobwebs and managed to kick out of
the pin. Stunned Widow was thrown off her opponent and
Honeybee landed a shot to her face that sent her sprawling
to the mat. Honeybee pulled her wet pantyhose up and
struggled to pull her leotard back down into place while
Widow lay on the mat. Honeybee found her bikini bottom and
pulled them back on just as Widow was coming around.
"Very impressive," said Widow, "after an orgasm like you
just had I didn't think you would be able to move no less
break out of a pin. I'll have to try harder."
"You won’t beat me, Widow, I told you before!" said
"We shall see how long you can last!" Widow sneered.
Honeybee tried to compose herself and prepare for Widow’s
next move. She was feeling a little uncomfortable in her now
sticky and wet pantyhose but she couldn’t change until the
match was over.
Suddenly, Widow came flying across the ring and dove
straight at Honeybee’s midsection. The move threw them
across the ring into the ringpost. "Ughhhhhhhhhhnnnnnhhh!"
screamed Honeybee as her back hit the corner ringpost.
"Why don’t you stay a while?" Widow sneered. Widow grabbed
Honeybee's legwarmers and pulled them off then tied them
together while pinning Honeybee against the ropes.
"What are you doing?" grunted Honeybee.
"Finishing you off once and for all!" giggled Widow. Widow
wrapped the legwarmers around Honeybee's wrists and then
tied them to the ringpost tight. Honeybee was trapped.
"Untie me now!" screamed Honeybee. "This isn’t fair!" she
pleaded to the ref who reminded Honeybee that it was an
“anything goes” match.
"Ok, Littlebee, let’s see how you get out of this one!" said
Widow. Honeybee tried to pull free, her pantyhose straining
as her legs tried to pull her free of the ringpost. Her
nylon legwarmers were very strong to be able to take damage
in the ring so they were not likely to break anytime soon.
Honeybee bucked her hips but try as she might she couldn't
Widow moved in close to Honeybee and again put her arms
around Honeybee's waist. "You know you like this." whispered
Widow as she leaned in close to Honeybee's ear, again
beginning to softly kiss and suck on Honeybee's neck.
"Ughhhhhh, no...I...don’t...unnghhhhh...stop!" Honeybee felt
the familiar tingling all over her body, her nipples once
more straining against her leotard, her pussy dripping like
a faucet once again.
"Awww, looks like you are getting all worked up again."
moaned Widow as she looked down at Honeybee's costume and
notices her wetness is now clearly visible around the crotch
of her yellow bikini as her pantyhose are getting visibly
wet. Honeybee tries to squeeze her legs together to hide her
embarrassing situation but Widow pulls them apart for all to
see. Noticing Honeybee's straining nipples Widow begins to
caress and pinch them through the tight spandex of
"Oooooh....ugnhhhhhhhhhh...stop......!" moaned Honeybee.
"Just lay back and enjoy it, Stickybee, I am only just
Honeybee tried to pull free but she was still unable to as
Widow worked over her burning nipples. Honeybee felt Widow’s
hand move down her body to the top of her yellow briefs. She
gasped as she felt Widow's hand slide under her bikini and
along her spandex covered pussy.
"You are soaked through, Stickybee! Let's see how long you
can last this time." chuckled Widow. Widow pressed in close
to Honeybee grinding her breasts against the straining
fabric of Honeybee's engorged tits, her hand rubbing
Honeybee's crotch slowly. Honeybee was dizzy. She couldn’t
see straight. Her hips started to move with the motion of
Widow took her free hand and pulled Honeybee's head close to
her and kissed her. Honeybee tried to resist but Widow
forced her tongue into Honeybee's mouth and Honeybee gave up
and let herself be kissed.
Honeybee's body was now in sexual overdrive. Her juices were
flowing from her pussy uncontrolled. The crotch of her
yellow bikini was now wet and her pantyhose were soaked
almost to her upper thighs. She was thrusting her hips
against Widow's hand.
"Let's put out that fire!" said Widow as she pulled away
from Honeybee's mouth. Honeybee wanted to cum more than she
ever wanted to but she noticed Widow's hard nipples as well
and knew she was also getting turned on. As Widow started to
work on getting her bikini off Honeybee managed to slide her
arms free of the legwarmers because of all the sweat that
had formed on her hands. As soon as Widow was distracted
Honeybee struck a huge hammer blow on the back of Widow’s
head sending her tormentor crashing to the canvas.
With a thud Widow hit the mat and didn’t move. Honeybee knew
she didn’t have long but she pulled herself together,
grabbed her legwarmers from the ringpost and quickly tied
Widow’s hands behind her back just as she was coming around.
"Hey, what are you doing?" shouted Widow.
"Stick around and see!" sneered the exhausted Honeybee.
Honeybee rolled Widow over and straddled her. She then began
to pinch, pull and stroke Widow's nipples.
"That won't do you any good!" sneered Widow, “I've had much
better than you! You can’t make me cum!"
Honeybee ignored her and continued her work. Widow thrashed
her head from side to side and Honeybee could tell she was
getting to the lesbian.
"You like this kind of thing, baby, so now that you're on
the receiving end I don't think you have a chance!" said
"You won't make me cum! You don’t have what it takes...ughnnnnnnnnnhhhhh...to....ugnhnnnnnnn..beat
me!" Widow stuttered. Widow began to cross and uncross her
fishnet covered legs. She could feel her pussy getting
wetter. She was mesmerised by Honeybee's huge tits waving in
front of her. She could feel Honeybee's wetness from her
bikini sitting on her exposed midsection.
"I think someone is getting a bit warm!" stated Honeybee.
"Good idea...thanks!" laughed Honeybee. Honeybee leaned back
and felt along Widow’s spandex hotpants and found the wet
spot forming on her crotch. "Wet and ready to cum, aren't
you?" she said.
Widow just bucked her hips trying to keep Honeybee away from
her pussy. "Noooooo!" cried Widow as she felt Honeybee slide
her hand into her hotpants. Honeybee slid her hand under
Widow’s fishnet pantyhose and found Widow’s crotch. Honeybee
inserted three fingers into Widow’s pussy and began to pump
them in and out.
"You bitch! ughhhhh....ooooooh...fuck.....!" squirmed Widow.
Widow flopped on the mat bucking her hips, trying to get
Honeybee's fingers deeper into her pussy. "Make me cum!
Honeybee, please make me cum!" screamed Widow.
Honeybee put four fingers into Widow’s dripping snatch.
"How’s that feel bitch?" said Honeybee.
"Oh fuck....feeels...ughnnnn so good....!"stammered Widow
who was shaking and sweating. Her pantyhose clad legs were
thrashing against the mat uncontrollably.
god I'm cummmingggggg. Unghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
screamed Widow as she came all over Honeybee's hand and
soaked her hotpants with her own juices.
Not wasting any time Honeybee laid on top of her for the pin
as Widow was still spasming from her orgasm. “1.....2....!”
but somehow Widow bucked her way out of the pin. Honeybee
started to rise and found Widow had gotten her hands free
and was beginning to get to her feet. "You almost had me!"
"I'll still beat you!" snarled Honeybee.
"Sorry, Stickybee, you are about to cum all over yourself
again! Just look at yourself!"
Honeybee looked down and saw her bikini and pantyhose were
totally soaked. When she looked up Widow leaped right at her
and grabbed her bikini and pulled it right off of her,
making Honeybee fall to the mat on her back. Widow was on
her in a flash, diving between Honeybee's wet pantyhose and
ripping open the snaps on her leotard before Honeybee could
defend herself. With nothing but her wet pantyhose covering
her lower half Honeybee was in trouble.
Suddenly Honeybee felt air hitting her pussy and looking
down in shock saw that Widow had ripped through the crotch
of her pantyhose! "Stop! What are you doing?" she stammered.
"Winning!!" yelled Widow. Before Honeybee could respond,
Widow buried her face in Honeybee's pussy.
"Oh god, Noooooooo...unghghhhhhhhhhh!" moaned Honeybee. Her
eyes closed tight as she tried to control herself. "I can’t
take it, I'm going to cum!" thought Honeybee. Honeybee tried
to get free but Widow had her arms wrapped around Honeybee’s
pantyhose covered thighs and her head firmly buried in her
pussy. "I can't take it much longer..ughnnnnn...going to
...cum.....can't lose...like this....nooooo..!" Honeybee
felt Widow’s tongue dart in and out of her crotch and her
teeth nibbling her clit. She felt the orgasm begin to grip
her entire body like a tidal wave.
"Give it up, Stickybee, nobody eats pussy like me. You don’t
have a chance!" said Widow as she immediately returned to
eating her foe.
me.....Wwwwwidow!" stuttered the quivering Honeybee. Widow
just continued her assault on Honeybee's snatch, snaking her
tongue around Honeybee's pussy. "I have to get up!" thought
Honeybee. Honeybee struggled to get to a sitting position,
then pulled her legs up under her to get to a kneeling
position, but still Widow's head was buried in her dripping
pussy. "I have to get up or I'm going to cum! Widow’s tongue
is making me crazy!"
Honeybee tried to stand but Widow had one hand on the
waistband of her pantyhose and was holding her down. "Ughhhhhhhnnnnhhhh...let.....ughnnn...go...of....me...ugghhh!"
grunted the struggling Honeybee. Widow just kept working at
Honeybee's crotch. Once....twice....three times...Honeybee's
straining nylon covered thighs tried to get her off her
knees but each time Widow's grip on her pantyhose kept her
on the mat.
Honeybee was stuck on her knees with Widow really working
her over. She knew she had to think of something but was
unable to get free of Widow's grasp. Honeybee suddenly felt
Widow let go the back of her pantyhose and she tried again
to get to her feet, wondering why her foe had released her.
As Honeybee got one foot planted she felt Widow's hand that
was grabbing her waistband move to her well rounded ass. "I
call this move the deal breaker!" snickered Widow as she
continued munching Honeybee.
Honeybee suddenly felt Widow's finger push against her ass,
"Don't you dare!" shouted Honeybee. "Get your hand off of
screamed Honeybee as Widow inserted her finger into
Honeybee's ass. Honeybee was kneeling on the mat with Widow
fucking her from both ends. Her pantyhose wet and torn from
the struggle, she began to rock back and forth
uncontrollably just grinding her pussy into her foe. "Can't
take it....feels so good...can't take anymore..!" mumbled
Honeybee as her whole body trembled with a building orgasm
"Fuck I'm going to cum. I...can't..take...this.ughnnnnnnhhh....damn...ughhhh
oh god! I'm....cummming......ugnnnnhhnnnnnnhhhhhhhh!"
Honeybee moaned as she spasmed and thrashed onto the mat
leaving a large wet spot.
Widow jumped on top of Honeybee and pinned her in the wet
spot she had made as the ref came over. Widow kissed
Honeybee while stroking her pussy and Honeybee could not
catch her breath or think clearly as her pussy was being
fucked once more.
“1........2...............3....!" The winner of the match,
Black Widow!!" said the announcer.
"Sorry Stickybee, someone had to win. If you ever want to
wrestle alone with me some time let me know."
The widow gave Honeybee one last kiss on the cheek and went
to the ropes to wave to the fans. Honeybee struggled to her
knees and tried to put what was left of her costume back on.
She struggled to crawl out of the ring totally exhausted and