She looked at them. She felt it. She felt all their gaze. As the wrestler known as Athena sashayed down the hallway, it’s like she could read thoughts. She was well-liked in the female locker room. She was hard-working. She was smart. She was their women’s champion. However, on the other hand…
Sometimes she was looked at like a piece of meat. She had no self-esteem issues. She was in fact, one of their curvier female wrestlers on the roster. She saw signs every week that said “Athena Rules” or “Bow Down to Athena.” But on the other hand, she saw an “Ass of Athena” sign that offended her before her match. It eventually became the name of one of her finishing moves. In the promotion that she’s in, the female roster and tag team division was deep and full of talent and character. So, one day, she said:
“Fuck it.”
She was going to embrace the sexiness. She was going to embrace her curves. Let the crowd have it. Tease them a bit.
One night in Las Vegas, filming SCW, Athena was set to defend her Women’s Championship in a match against…
“Hey, boys.”
“Hi, Miss Jackie,” They said in unison.
“Goddamn, she’s fine,” They said while watching her sashay away.
Miss Jacqueline was the elder stateswoman of the women’s division in SCW. Jacqueline got those comments a lot. For some reason, she drove the opposite sex crazy. She was tomboyish with girly-girl tendencies. As for her self-esteem… She had absolutely no issues with that. Her protege was named Miss Nadia.
“I’d fuck her in all her holes…” One male wrestler softly said.
Nadia not so subtly stepped on said wrestler’s foot.
“I heard that.”
She got that a lot also. However, those holes were reserved.
As for Athena, she was a very pretty petite Latina who had brown eyes and a curvaceous figure. She did not travel alone.
“What’s up, bitches?” Athena said.
Meet Becky Diamond and Selena Torres, Athena’s friends and tag team partners. Becky is the wild card. She acts more on emotion. Selena is younger, at the age of nineteen. She is more of a daredevil.
“What’s up?” Becky said.
“You ready?” Selena asked.
“Born ready. They don’t call me the war goddess for nothing.”
“SCW! SCW! SCW!” The crowd chanted raucously.
Athena was getting ready for her match backstage quietly when she felt a hand trying to feel on her curves stealthily. She didn’t know who it was. She looked back with an angry glare. Nobody was there. She turned around. It was Gunther, her on-screen boyfriend.
“Athena. Hello, my champion. You ready for your match, my darling?” He said.
“What do you think?”
“I think… You got this. No matter what they say. No matter what happens, my champion.”
“Still champ, Gunther. Still,” Athena said with a touch of sass.
They shared a short kiss, that broke abruptly.
“Oh.”
“Oh.”
“I apologize,” Gunther said.
“It’s okay. I kind of miss him,” Athena said.
“I understand.”
Gunther and Athena’s relationship was a special one. Friendship, yes. More than friends… Maybe. Only one problem. Athena had a long-distance boyfriend. The two wrestlers’ friendship started with Gunther giving Athena advice on her character. Gunther had a crush on Athena, but she will never forget his words…
“Embrace it. Embrace that sex appeal of yours.” She started thinking more about it. The rest was history.
Later, while the show was on…
“Athena, my girl. What up, champ?”
“Steve Taylor. What’s up, champ? Great match out there tonight,” Athena said. Steve is one of the tag team champs, The Head Hunters.
“You know what I said out there? We are fighting champions, damn it!” Steve said.
Steve trained with Athena (and is a not-so-secret admirer to her) Athena and Steve are friends. However, she can tell he looks at her ass every time and it drives him crazy.
“Hey, Steve, what we doing after…” Steve’s tag team partner, Paul Strong said. He stopped in his tracks.
“Hey, Paul,” Athena said.
“Hey.”
“I don’t know why he’s three-hundred pounds and have can’t talk to a woman…” Steve whispered. Athena chuckled.
“Shut up. If you excuse me, I got an ass to kick,”
He started chuckling, while checking every curve on her body.
Meanwhile, in the ring…
“The Women’s Title is up for grabs next! Athena will defend against Miss Jackie! This might be her biggest test!”
The bell rang.
“This contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the SCW Women’s Championship! Introducing the challenger, being accompanied by Miss Nadia, from Las Vegas, Nevada, Miss Jackie!”
Miss Jackie posed to the crowd to mostly cheers.
“And from Houston, Texas, she is the current Women’s Champion… Athena!”
Athena turned around the championship belt on her waist. She turned around and shook her ass, took off the belt and held it up proudly.
The match went on for fifteen to twenty minutes, with a lot of back and forth between the two. Miss Jacqueline specializes and trained in mixed martial arts while Athena is a striker. As the match went on, she felt more eyes on her than ever before. As she gained momentum, hitting her opponent with clothesline after clothesline, dropkick after dropkick, the crowd got louder. Finally, she hit a swift sit-out slam, which got the crowd got its loudest. Athena rode the adrenaline from the crowd, doing the “I can’t hear you” sign to the crowd.
She went to the top rope, beckoning for her opponent to get up. Athena launched. Miss Jackie dodged. Miss Jackie threw an elbow, which she missed. Athena threw one back. Miss Jackie threw a clothesline, which Athena ducked, countered with a headbutt, and did a Superman Punch she calls affectionately “Fist of Athena.” Then she did her finishing move, a facebuster called “Mira Aqui!” She pinned her, as the crowd counted to three.
“Your winner, and still Women’s Champion, Athena!” The ring announcer proclaimed.
“Athena is once again victorious. She keeps her spot at the head of the women’s division! Though Miss Jackie tried her damnedest, the era of Athena continues!”
After the match…
Athena was talking to her boyfriend Nick, on FaceTime after his football practice. Nick was in the Canadian Football League, trying to live his football dreams. They had a long-distance relationship, but… They made it work. She even went to his games sometimes.
“’Sup, babe?”
“What’s up with you?” Athena bit her lip after saying that.
Nick was shirtless, showing off his big, yet impeccable frame.
“Eh, practice was a bitch, but I’ll get through it,” Nick said.
“Damn, I was about to talk to you about something. But it can wait.”
“What?” Nick asked.
“You know how you can feel someone checking you out?”
“Yeah. Don’t they do that in our businesses? We get groupies,” Nick said.
“For some reason, I got that in my match tonight. And I loved it. I felt more eyes. I felt sexy. You know?” She said. “I saw signs that said ’Ass of Athena’ from guys and girls!”
Nick laughed.
She hung up with a plan in her head. Athena looked in the bathroom. She quickly took her iPhone and took it inside the bathroom. She closed the door behind her. She turned on the shower, looking at herself in the mirror from behind. She was wearing a t-shirt which said “Sin City Wrestling” and boy shorts.
She tested the hot water. It was perfect for her tastes. She started to strip, taking off her t-shirt first, which revealed a white bra. She looked at herself in the mirror for a while.
It honestly turned her on. She lowered her shorts to show a cute pair of polka-dotted panties. She turned around and unhooked her bra. She watched her bra fall to the floor as her small breasts became free. She took a selfie on her phone, teasing her boyfriend, then sending it to him. She then lowered her cute, form-fitting panties showing her smooth curvaceous buttocks. She spanked them.
“Ugh.”
She took some pictures on her phone. Including one when she spread her cheeks. Her hole was virginal and tight. At this point, her beautiful treasure was now wet. She got in the shower to lather up. The soap landed on her petite body. She lathered up almost seductively. As she washed her breasts, her nipples hardened. Her breathing quickened.
As she washed her smooth brown legs and thick thighs, deep down, she imagined someone she loved was watching as she eventually made her way to the middle of her legs. As she was washing herself, her wet, turned on treasure eventually became fondling.
“Ugh. Ugh. You want my ass, baby?”
She smacked her ass. She lathered it and washed it off in the showerhead by shaking it a little bit. She spanked it again. “I want you to fuck me, papi. Mmm.” Athena said, moaning, using the shower bar as leverage, and fingering her wet treasure.
“Ugh! Oh, yeah! Oh, yeah! You want this fucking ass?”
She spanked it again.
“Ugh! Ah, ah, I’m coming, papi… Ahhhhhhh…”
After she came down from her climax, she tasted herself slowly.
“Now what to do with these?” Athena said.
She sent the video and the picture of her spreading her cheeks to her boyfriend, and texted this message…
“Ass of Athena.”