Tickle Tussle

By Jason Pinaster

Sherri, a professional wrestler specializing in erotic bouts destined for the video market, gets a totally new request. The client wants her to tickle her opponent during the bout, and be tickled. She’s not ticklish but it’ll be just like faking an orgasm.

Except, when the fight starts, Erica finds her ticklish spots and attacks them without mercy. Sherri quivers, caught in the edge where pain becomes pleasure. And then Erica finds another spot and tickling becomes sexual—mind-blowingly sexual!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Jason Pinaster
• Release date: Nov 23, 2021
• ISBN: 9781005800307

Jason Pinaster

If you would like to be on my mailing list, please click on the box at the very bottom of the column under my photo. You will receive prompt notification of my new publications and special offers.I have heard say that the first obligation of a writer is to entertain. If so, the first obligation of a writer of erotica is to arouse and I hope you feel that I have succeeded.I believe that story sets the scene. A story lets the reader start to care for the characters in it. And if the reader cares about the characters, it is easier for him or her to identify with their arousal, to let that arousal tingle the reader’s own skin.Christopher Carter is a lawyer who’s into BDSM and other hijinks, most of them sexual. His stories feature a little fun, lots of sex, a little adventure, and Carter's special brand of justice. Lusty Lee was a private investigator whose nemesis forced her to pursue him through a new kink in each episode. The Mistress Megan stories take her through her development as a dominatrix during which she must satisfy their every fetish.While my current focus is on stories featuring (in order of frequency) erotic combat, wet and messy, action-adventure and tickling, I’m open to anything which turns me (and hopefully you) on. I dabble in sex games and BDSM. I have published two novellas set in Hedonism II, the notorious Jamaican resort and even one featuring a sentient sex robot.At present, I’m developing a Patreon page showcasing erotic combat vignettes: www.patreon.com/JasonPinasterPlease feel free to contact me at [e-mail] And don’t forget to click on the box at the very bottom of the column under my photo. Cheers!

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Tickle Tussle © 2021 by Jason Pinaster

Other Erotic Wrestling Stories by Jason Pinaster:

Tiebreaker

Wrestling, Lusty Lee Log 19

Sex Wrestler

Gym Moves

Sexy-B Wrestling

Sex Wrestler II

Zigzaging Zia

Tickle Fight

Oya

Lick My Toes

Lusting after Larry

Some of Jason Pinaster’s Other Tickling Stories:

Commando

Her Soles Will Howl

Strip Tickle

Tickled Back

Tickle His Name

Tickle Test

Third Degree Tickle

Tickle Fight

And for exclusive wrestling content, please see my Patreon page: www.patreon.com/JasonPinaster

Copyright Notice: Copyright by Jason Pinaster 2021; all rights reserved.

This is a work of fiction; the characters are not you.

Cover Notes and Credits Many thanks to SleeperKidsWorld.com

Back Notes: About Jason Pinaster, other books and stories by the author.

Acknowledgement and Author’s Note

Jason Pinaster has published numerous other stories. His favorite themes center around erotic wrestling, tickling, wet & messy, and BDSM. For a full list of his stories, please see his author profile or the notes at the back of this story.

Tickle Tussle

The morning started with me wrestling Monica. She was a jobber; her job was to make me look good. Ordinarily that meant that I wouldn’t need to be trying too hard but today the Kid was interfering by giving us stage directions for the bout. Everything has to be perfect, he said.

Monica went low and I pressed down on her back to push her down to the mats.

No!, said the Kid. Sherri, when Monica tries to go low, push her sideways. As she’s going by, take her back and choke her out.

The sleeper hold was the Kid’s favorite. He didn’t have to mention that the hold would expose Monica’s breasts and spread her legs and that his camera would eat her up. We were at the SleeperKidsWorld gym and the Kid was filming us. The video would go up on SleeperKidsWorld.com which was how the Kid made his money.

Monica was wearing a shiny green bikini. Its fabric was as thin as it was skimpy and would show her nipples and the cleft between her thighs. The top was tied around her neck and back, but the bottom was one piece. My bikini was pink, barely darker than my skin. The top was similar to Monica’s but the bottom was tied on the fronts of my hips with long tassels.

Wrestling at SleeperKidsWorld meant that there would be no nudity or explicit sex. Which was a bit of a drag but the Kid didn’t believe in ‘pornography’. At least you knew that he’d never try to pressure you into having sex with him.

But Monica and I had a side bet. We would tell the Kid that the showers weren’t working and meet up afterwards at a local motel. We’d hug; the first one to undo the other’s top would get to decide what would happen next.

The Kid picked up his camera and watched us spar through its viewfinder. His camera loved us. We were about the same size, both trim and fit. My hair was nicer—jet black—while Monica’s was a mousey brown. And mine was longer. I had full breasts while hers were, well, small. She had a slightly roundish and very ordinary face. Mine was aristocratic with prominent features. My muscles were better defined but Monica’s had always been able to take more punishment.

The Kid finally decided that we were ready. Sherri, he told me, you start on top. Then you let Monica reverse you. Lots of action.

Monica and I nodded. It wasn’t the first time we had wrestled, or even the first time we’d wrestled each other. Hopefully the Kid was finished with his stage directions and would just let us battle.

The Kid and his camera took up position at one end of the long gym. I bent into the classic wrestler’s stance and circled around Monica, forcing her to circle with me. The camera would get a good view of our butts. When Monica came around the second time, her body between me and the camera, I stepped into her and grabbed a boob. She gasped, went out of position, and I easily tripped her down to the mats.

I almost got her in a head lock but she rolled away and all I got was a school