A Writer in Wrestling Ch.9 {Patreon Exlusive} Asia & Oceania Tour [Japan] - Iyo Sky and Kairi Sane (WWE) (Patreon)

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Chapter 9 - Asia & Oceania Tour [Japan] - Iyo Sky and Kairi Sane

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A week had slipped by since the wild night in the Osaka alley with Asuka. The Japan tour kept rolling — house shows in Tokyo, Nagoya, and now a short break in the Kansai region. Most of the roster used the rare day off to sleep in, hit the shops, or explore the city, but Kairi Sane and Iyo Sky had other plans. They’d heard the stories from Asuka in the locker room the night before, whispered over late-night bento boxes while the rest of the girls were half-asleep. The message was simple and direct: if you want a real push, you go see Piers. And you don’t just talk.

The two of them had exchanged a quick look across the table and decided together. No drama, no hesitation, no long discussion. They sent him a short text that morning: “Day off. Fushioukaku Onsen. Private room. Meet us there at 2pm. Wear something easy to take off.”

Piers showed up right on time, stepping out of the taxi into the quiet, traditional grounds of the onsen resort just outside Osaka. The place was tucked away in a wooded area, steam rising gently from the outdoor baths, the air thick with the clean, mineral scent of hot spring water mixed with fresh pine. It was the kind of spot wrestlers liked on days off — private, peaceful, and far from the usual hotel chaos and screaming fans.

He spotted them immediately near the entrance. Kairi and Iyo were already waiting, both dressed casually in light yukata robes provided by the resort. Kairi’s robe was a soft navy blue that hugged her athletic frame, the thin fabric stretching across her heavy tits and flaring over her thick, rounded ass. Iyo wore a lighter grey one that looked almost too small on her petite but curvy body, the material clinging tightly and emphasizing the dramatic swell of her chest and the way her huge ass filled out the back. Both women had their hair up in loose buns, faces fresh and makeup-free after the morning’s light training, looking relaxed but with that same sharp, knowing glint in their eyes.

Piers walked up, hands in his pockets, and gave them a small nod. “You two really know how to pick a spot. This place looks peaceful.”

Kairi smiled first, stepping forward with that bright energy she always carried. “Glad you came,” she said, her English smooth but carrying that bright Japanese lilt. She gave him a quick hug, pressing her soft, heavy tits against his chest for a second longer than necessary, the faint scent of her clean skin and the onsen’s mineral water already clinging to her. “We heard you like private onsen meetings.”

Iyo nodded beside her, eyes flicking over him slowly, taking in his casual clothes and the way he carried himself. “Asuka told us everything,” she said quietly, voice calm but direct. “We want the same treatment. No games. Just… results. We work hard. We win matches. We deserve the push.”

Piers let out a low chuckle, rubbing the back of his neck as he looked between them. “Straight to the point, huh? I respect that. Asuka wasn’t lying when she said you two don’t waste time.” He glanced at the steam rising from the baths behind them, then back at their faces. “You know this isn’t just about writing a few lines in the script, right? If we’re doing this, we’re doing it properly. No half-measures.”

Kairi’s smile widened, a little playful spark lighting up her eyes. “We know. That’s why we picked a private room. No interruptions. No one watching.” She tilted her head slightly. “Unless you want to watch us first?”

Iyo stepped a little closer, her yukata shifting just enough to show the deep curve of her cleavage. “We’re serious about the push. Title program. Real story. More TV time. But we’re also serious about earning it.” Her voice dropped a notch, still calm but with a clear edge of heat. “Asuka said you like it when girls are direct. So here we are. Direct.”

Piers looked at them both for a long moment, the steam from the onsen drifting around the three of them. The air felt warmer already. “Alright. Direct it is.” He gave a small, amused smile. “Lead the way, then. Let’s see how serious you two really are.”

Kairi and Iyo exchanged another quick glance, then turned together toward the private section of the resort. Kairi walked on his left, Iyo on his right, their yukata brushing lightly against him as they moved. The path was lined with bamboo and smooth stones, the distant sound of water gently flowing somewhere ahead. Piers could already feel the tension building — not awkward, not forced, just the natural pull of two women who knew exactly what they wanted and weren’t afraid to go after it.

As they approached the private onsen entrance, Kairi glanced back at him over her shoulder. “One rule,” she said softly. “No phones. No talking about work until after. Deal?”

Piers nodded, a slow grin forming. “Deal. After sounds good to me.”

Iyo slid the wooden door open, revealing the secluded outdoor area — a beautiful rock pool steaming gently under the afternoon sky, surrounded by high bamboo screens for complete privacy. The three of them stepped inside, the door sliding shut behind them with a quiet click.

The real conversation was about to begin.

They didn’t waste time on small talk. The three of them checked in at the private onsen area — a secluded outdoor section with its own steaming rock pool, tall bamboo screens for complete privacy, and a small changing room attached. The staff bowed politely, handed them fresh towels, and left them alone once the sliding door clicked shut behind them.

Inside the changing room the air was warm and humid, heavy with the mineral scent of the springs. Piers started to undress, but Kairi and Iyo beat him to it. They slipped out of their yukata robes without a hint of shyness, letting the thin fabric pool at their feet.

Kairi’s body was compact and powerful — toned abs, strong legs, but with heavy, full tits that bounced freely when the robe dropped and a huge, heart-shaped ass that jiggled slightly as she stepped toward the pool. Her dark nipples were already stiff from the cool air hitting her skin. Iyo was smaller but just as stacked — petite waist flaring into wide hips, massive tits that looked even bigger on her frame, and an ass so round and thick it made the robe look comically small when it fell. Her nipples were darker and thicker, already puckered tight.

They stepped into the steaming onsen pool first, the hot water coming up to their waists. Steam rose around them, carrying the faint mineral scent of the spring water mixed with the clean, slightly floral smell of their skin. Piers followed, lowering himself into the heat opposite them. The water felt incredible after weeks of travel, but the real heat in the air had nothing to do with the springs.

For a minute they just soaked, the three of them sitting close enough that knees brushed under the water. Kairi leaned back against the smooth rock edge, her heavy tits floating just at the surface, nipples breaking the water line. Iyo sat cross-legged, her thick thighs pressed together, but her huge ass spread wide on the underwater ledge.

“So,” Iyo said quietly, tilting her head. “Asuka said you like it when girls are direct. We can be direct.”

Kairi nodded, a small smirk playing on her lips. “We want the same push she got. Title program. Real story. Screen time. Everything.” She shifted closer, her bare thigh sliding against his under the water. “And we know what you want in return.”

The tension snapped fast. Iyo moved first, sliding through the water until she was straddling one of Piers’ thighs, her huge tits pressing softly against his chest. The hot water made her skin slick and flushed. Kairi moved to his other side, one hand already sliding up his thigh under the surface.

“No need to be shy,” Kairi murmured, her breath warm against his ear. “We both want this. And we both want the push.”

Iyo leaned in and kissed him first — slow at the start, then deeper, her tongue sliding against his while her heavy tits squished against him. Kairi’s hand found his cock under the water, stroking him slowly, feeling him harden in her grip. The steam made everything feel hazy and intimate, the only sounds the gentle lap of water and their breathing.

They didn’t rush. Kairi kissed along his neck while Iyo kept his mouth busy. Hands roamed freely — squeezing tits, gripping asses, fingers teasing nipples that were already rock-hard. The water splashed softly as bodies shifted closer.

“Feel how hard he is already,” Kairi whispered to Iyo, giving his cock a firm squeeze. “He likes us.”

Iyo smiled against Piers’ lips. “Good. Because we’re going to make sure he really likes us.”

They guided him to sit on the wide, flat rock ledge just above the water line, his cock standing thick and ready, water dripping from the shaft. The steam curled around them as both women knelt in the shallow water between his spread thighs. Kairi took the left side, Iyo the right. They started together — tongues running up and down his shaft, licking and kissing, sharing the taste of him while their heavy tits pressed together and brushed against his thighs.

“Such a nice cock,” Iyo murmured, licking a slow stripe from base to tip. “Thick enough to stretch us both.”

Kairi hummed in agreement, sucking the head into her mouth with a wet pop before passing it to Iyo. They took turns — one sucking while the other licked his balls or stroked the shaft, their hands and mouths working in perfect sync. The sounds were soft and wet, the steam carrying the faint salty-musk scent of arousal.

Piers groaned, one hand in each of their hair, guiding them gently. “Fuck… you two are perfect together. Look at you sharing my cock like good little sluts. Keep going — I want to feel those pretty mouths worship every inch.”

They looked up at him with dark, eager eyes, lips shiny. Kairi smiled around his cock. “We practice a lot.”

The blowjob turned into full worship — sloppy, hungry, both women moaning and gasping as they worked him over. Spit dripped down his shaft and into the water. Their huge tits bounced and swayed with every movement, nipples hard and begging to be touched.

Iyo took him deeper, her throat relaxing as she swallowed more of his length, gagging softly but pushing forward until her nose brushed his pelvis. She held there for a moment, eyes watering, then pulled back with a gasp, strings of spit connecting her lips to his cock. “Mmm… so thick. I love how it fills my throat. You taste like us already.”

Kairi licked along the underside while Iyo caught her breath, her tongue tracing the thick vein. “He’s getting even harder. You like watching us share you, don’t you? Two Japanese girls on their knees, sucking your cock in a public onsen like dirty little whores.”

Piers tightened his grip in their hair, voice low and rough. “Fuck yes. You two look so good like this — mouths open, tongues out, fighting over my dick. Suck it harder, Kairi. Show me how bad you want that title shot. Deepthroat it like the greedy cumslut you are.”

Kairi moaned around him and took him deep again, bobbing her head faster, her heavy tits slapping against his thighs with every movement. Saliva ran down her chin and dripped onto her tits, making them shine. Iyo leaned in and licked the spit off Kairi’s tits before moving back to suck on his balls, her tongue swirling and massaging while her hand stroked the base of his shaft.

“Shit… that’s it,” Piers groaned, hips twitching. “You’re both such filthy cocksuckers. Iyo, get back up here and help her. I want both your tongues on my cock at the same time. Lick it clean like you’re starving for my cum.”

Iyo obeyed instantly, joining Kairi at the head. Their tongues swirled together around the swollen tip, licking and sucking, occasionally meeting in sloppy, open-mouthed kisses around his cock. The wet, slurping sounds grew louder — gluck-gluck-gluck — as they worked him in tandem, spit and pre-cum dripping everywhere.

Piers watched them with dark eyes, one hand stroking Kairi’s hair, the other Iyo’s. “Look at you two — tag team partners on your knees, sharing my dick like it’s the main event. You’re making such a mess. Spit on it more. Get it nice and sloppy so I can fuck your throats.”

Kairi pulled back, spit trailing from her lips, and spat thickly onto the head before sucking him back in. Iyo did the same, their combined saliva running down his shaft in shiny rivers. They took turns deepthroating him, one holding him in her throat while the other licked his balls or kissed the base.

“Fuck, your mouths feel incredible,” Piers growled, voice getting rougher. “I’m gonna cum down one of your throats if you keep this up. Which one of you wants to swallow first? Or should I paint those pretty tits instead?”

Iyo pulled off with a wet gasp, stroking him fast. “Paint my tits… then let Kairi lick it off. I want to feel your hot load on my skin.”

Kairi moaned in agreement, sucking harder on the head while her hand pumped the shaft. “Yes… cover us. Make us messy. We’ll clean each other up like good girls.”

Piers groaned deeply, the sight and sounds pushing him close. He gripped their hair tighter, guiding their mouths as they worshipped him — tongues flicking, lips sucking, throats taking him deep. Spit dripped constantly, coating his balls and running into the water. Their huge tits bounced and swayed, nipples hard and begging for attention.

He finally pulled them both closer, stroking himself as they opened their mouths and stuck out their tongues. “Here it comes… take my load, you dirty little cumsluts.”

Thick ropes of cum erupted from his cock, painting their tongues, lips, and heaving tits in hot, white streaks. Both women moaned loudly, eagerly catching as much as they could, some landing on their cheeks and chins.

They didn’t stop there. As soon as he finished, they turned to each other, kissing deeply and licking the cum off each other’s faces and tits, moaning at the taste. Piers watched, breathing hard, his cock still twitching.

“Fuck… you two are something else,” he said, voice rough with satisfaction. “Keep cleaning each other up. I want to see every drop swallowed.”

Kairi and Iyo obeyed, their tongues sliding over each other’s skin, sharing the messy load in wet, sloppy kisses. The steam continued to rise around them, the hot water gently lapping at their bodies as they worshipped both him and each other.

After a few minutes they stood up, water streaming down their bodies in shiny rivulets that traced every curve. Droplets ran down the heavy swell of their tits, over the stiff peaks of their nipples, and over the thick rounds of their asses, glistening in the soft light filtering through the bamboo screens. Iyo climbed onto his lap first, facing him, her soaked pussy hovering just above his cock for a teasing second before she sank down in one slow, smooth motion. The hot water and her dripping arousal made the slide effortless and slick. She let out a long, satisfied moan as she took him to the hilt, her huge ass settling heavily against his thighs, the soft cheeks spreading wide in his lap.

“Fuck… so full,” she breathed, voice husky with pleasure. She started to ride him slowly, rolling her hips in deep, grinding circles that let her feel every inch of him stretching her open. Her heavy tits bounced right in front of his face with every movement, the dark nipples stiff and begging for attention. Piers grabbed them immediately, mauling the soft, warm flesh with both hands, squeezing hard enough to make the heavy globes spill between his fingers. He pinched and tugged her thick nipples, rolling the sensitive buds between his thumbs and forefingers while she rode him, watching her face twist with pleasure.

Kairi stood beside them in the shallow water, one hand between her own legs, fingers rubbing slow, firm circles over her swollen clit as she watched with dark, hungry eyes. “Ride him harder, Iyo. Let him feel how wet you are for this cock. Make that big ass bounce for him. I want to hear it slap against his thighs.”

The first position stayed like that for a while — Iyo riding him deep and slow in the steaming water, her huge ass rising and falling in his lap, tits in his hands. She came once like that, thighs shaking, pussy clenching rhythmically around him as she ground down hard, moaning into his mouth with a broken, needy sound. Her inner walls fluttered and pulsed, milking his cock as a fresh rush of wetness coated him and mixed with the onsen water.

They switched naturally, the water splashing softly around them. Kairi took Iyo’s place, turning around so her back was to his chest. She sank down onto him reverse-cowgirl style, her massive ass spreading wide across his lap as she started bouncing. The heavy cheeks rippled with every drop, slapping wetly against his thighs. Piers reached around and grabbed her heavy tits, mauling them roughly, fingers digging into the soft flesh while he pinched and twisted her stiff nipples. Iyo knelt in front of them in the shallow water, leaning in to lick where they were joined, her tongue flicking over Kairi’s clit and the base of his shaft every time she lifted, tasting the mix of their juices.

The water splashed louder now, the steam thick around them, turning the private onsen into a hazy, intimate cocoon. Moans and wet sounds filled the air — the rhythmic slap of Kairi’s ass on his lap, the slick glide of his cock stretching her open, Iyo’s soft, eager licks, and their combined moans echoing softly off the bamboo screens.

Piers felt his first load building fast, the tight heat of Kairi’s pussy and the sight of Iyo licking them both pushing him close. He gripped Kairi’s hips and thrust up hard, groaning as he pumped the first thick ropes deep inside her. Kairi moaned long and low, grinding down to take every drop, her pussy milking him greedily.

“Fuck, that’s it — milk my cock with that greedy cunt,” Piers growled against her ear, voice rough and filthy. “You’re such a filthy little cumslut, Kairi. Taking my load while your partner watches like a hungry whore. I’m gonna fill you until it’s leaking out into the water and Iyo can lick every drop. This tight Japanese pussy is mine tonight — I own it.”

Iyo watched with hungry eyes, fingers still between her own legs, rubbing her clit faster. “My turn next. Don’t go soft on us. I want that cum inside me too. Fill me up so I can feel it dripping while I ride you. I want to be your sloppy little cumdump too.”

The three of them stayed close in the steaming water, bodies slick and flushed, the air thick with the mineral scent of the springs mixed with the raw musk of sex. Piers’ hands never stopped moving — squeezing tits, gripping asses, teasing nipples — while the women moaned and shifted against him, clearly far from finished.

They moved again, this time to the wide wooden bench beside the pool. The steam from the onsen curled thickly around them, making the air feel heavy and intimate as Iyo bent over it, ass up high, her huge round cheeks spread and glistening with a mix of water and her own arousal. Kairi lay on her back right beside her, legs spread wide, her heavy tits heaving with every quick breath, dark nipples stiff and shiny. Piers stepped up behind Iyo first, gripping her wide hips firmly, fingers digging into the soft flesh. He slammed into her soaked pussy in one hard thrust. The wet slap of skin on skin rang out immediately, followed by the filthy, rhythmic squelch of his thick cock pistoning in and out of her dripping hole.

Iyo moaned loudly, pushing her ass back to meet every deep stroke, her voice breaking with pleasure. “Fuck… yes, harder! Give it to me deep! Stretch this pussy wide!”

Piers didn’t hold back. He fucked her with long, powerful strokes, his hips snapping forward so his pelvis slapped loudly against her massive ass, making the heavy cheeks ripple and jiggle with every impact. The flesh bounced and quivered under the force, the sound wet and obscene in the humid air. He pulled back almost all the way each time, letting the thick head stretch her puffy lips, then slammed back in balls-deep, the wet squelch loud enough to echo off the bamboo screens. While he pounded Iyo from behind, he reached over and slid two fingers into Kairi’s waiting pussy, fingering her in time with his thrusts, curling them to hit that sensitive spot inside her with every snap of his hips. The sounds were even wetter now — loud skin-slapping skin, the slick glide of his cock stretching Iyo open, the wet squish of his fingers pumping into Kairi, and their moans mixing together in the humid air.

“Goddamn, this pussy is gripping me so tight,” Piers growled, voice rough and filthy as he railed Iyo harder, his free hand slapping her ass again with a sharp crack. “You’re such a greedy little slut, Iyo — taking my cock like you were born for it. Look at this fat ass bouncing for me. I’m gonna wreck this hole until you can’t sit down tomorrow without remembering exactly who owns this Japanese cunt. You’re my personal fucktoy right now, and I’m not stopping until you’re dripping my cum down your thighs like a used-up whore.”

He switched between them every few minutes, never letting the rhythm die. He pulled out of Iyo with a wet pop and moved to Kairi, sliding into her in one smooth thrust while Iyo caught her breath and rubbed her own clit beside them, fingers moving fast over her swollen nub. Then back to Iyo, then Kairi again. The positions flowed naturally — Iyo climbing on top of him on the bench, riding him reverse cowgirl so her huge ass bounced heavily in his lap while he slapped it red, leaving faint handprints on the soft flesh. Kairi sitting on his face at the same time, grinding her soaked pussy against his tongue while he ate her out, her thick thighs squeezing his head as she rode his mouth.

“Eat her pussy while I ride this cock,” Iyo moaned, bouncing faster, her ass slapping down onto his thighs with wet, meaty sounds. “Make her cum on your face, then fill me up again. I want to feel you throb inside me while she screams for you.”

Both women dropped to their knees again after a while, sharing his cock with sloppy, eager mouths. They licked and sucked together — tongues swirling around the swollen head, lips sliding up and down the shaft, taking turns deepthroating him while the other licked his balls. Spit and cum dripped everywhere, running down their chins and onto their heavy tits, making the soft skin shine.

“Fuck, look at you two,” Piers groaned, one hand in each of their hair, guiding them as he watched. “My dirty little tag team cumsluts — sharing my cock like it’s the only thing that matters. Suck it deeper, Kairi. Choke on it like the greedy whore you are. I want to feel that tight throat squeezing me. Iyo, lick my balls while she takes me down her throat. That’s it… make it sloppy for me. I want to see spit dripping from your chins onto those big tits. You’re both such perfect little cocksuckers — tongues out, mouths open, fighting over my load like starving whores.”

The blowjob turned even messier. Kairi took him deep, gagging softly as she forced more of his length into her throat, saliva bubbling at the corners of her mouth. Iyo licked and sucked his balls, then moved up to join her, their tongues meeting sloppily around the head in wet, open-mouthed kisses. Spit ran in thick strands down his shaft and dripped onto the bench and their heaving tits.

Piers tightened his grip in their hair, voice low and rough. “That’s it — share it like the filthy tag team you are. I’m gonna paint those pretty faces and tits if you keep sucking like this. You want that, don’t you? Two Japanese sluts covered in my cum after I wreck your pussies all afternoon. Open wider — let me fuck your throats like the cum-hungry whores you are.”

The steam continued to rise, the air thick with the scent of sex and mineral water, their moans and wet sounds filling the private onsen as they worshipped him without shame.

By the time they moved to the fourth position — Kairi on her back on the bench with her legs hooked over his shoulders, Iyo straddling Kairi’s face so he could watch them 69 while he fucked Kairi — Piers was already on his second load. He pounded into Kairi deep and hard, the bench creaking under them as he drove his cock into her soaked pussy with long, powerful strokes. The angle let him hit deep with every thrust, the head of his cock dragging along her sensitive front wall and making her gasp with every impact. Iyo ground down on Kairi’s tongue, moaning softly as she licked wherever their bodies joined, tasting the mix of Kairi’s sweet juices and Piers’ precum.

“Fuck, you two look so good like this,” Piers groaned, slamming into Kairi faster, his hips snapping forward with wet, rhythmic slaps that echoed through the humid air. “My dirty little tag team sluts — one riding your face while I wreck your cunt. I’m gonna fill this pussy up again. Take every drop like the cum-hungry whores you are. Beg for it, Kairi — tell me how bad you want my load breeding your tight hole. Tell me you need me to flood that greedy Japanese pussy until it’s overflowing and leaking down your ass like a well-fucked cumdump.”

Kairi gasped, her voice breaking as Iyo’s tongue worked her clit in fast, eager circles. “Please… fill me. Breed me deep. I want to feel your hot cum shooting inside me while Iyo licks it up. I’m your cumslut tonight — pump me full! Fill this pussy until it’s dripping out of me and running down my thighs! I need it — give me every drop!”

He buried himself deep and came hard, pumping thick ropes of cum into Kairi while Iyo licked it up eagerly from where it leaked out around his cock, her tongue flicking over Kairi’s clit at the same time. The sight was obscene — Iyo’s pretty face messy with their combined fluids, Kairi’s body shuddering through another orgasm as she took every drop, her legs trembling over his shoulders, toes curling in the air.

Piers kept thrusting through his own release, grinding deep to push every last spurt into her, the wet squelch loud and filthy. “That’s it, take it all, you greedy little whore,” he growled, voice rough with satisfaction. “Feel that? That’s my cum flooding your tight cunt. You’re leaking already and I’m not even done with you yet. Iyo, keep licking — clean up the mess your partner is making for me.”

Iyo moaned in response, her tongue working faster, lapping at the creamy mix leaking from Kairi’s stretched pussy while Kairi continued to shudder through the aftershocks. The bench was slick beneath them, the air thick with the scent of sex and mineral water.

The fifth position came when they moved back into the steaming water. Piers sat on the underwater ledge again. This time both women faced him — Iyo sinking down onto his still-hard cock while Kairi straddled one of his thighs, grinding her soaked pussy against his leg. They kissed each other deeply above him, heavy tits pressed together, hands roaming over each other’s bodies while Piers thrust up into Iyo and fingered Kairi at the same time.

The water made everything slippery and loud — constant splashing, wet skin sliding together, their moans echoing off the bamboo screens. Piers gripped Iyo’s hips and drove up into her harder, the angle letting him hit deep with every upward thrust. “That’s it — ride my cock while your partner grinds on me. You two are such filthy little sluts. I’m gonna pump another load into this tight cunt and watch it leak into the water while you both cum for me like desperate whores. Beg for it, Iyo — tell me how bad you need me to breed you again. Tell me you want this pussy filled until it’s overflowing with my cum.”

Iyo bounced faster, moaning into Kairi’s mouth, her huge tits bouncing with every movement. “Yes… cum inside me. Breed my pussy again. I want to feel it shooting deep, filling me until it spills out.”

Kairi rubbed her clit harder against his thigh, gasping as her fingers dug into Iyo’s shoulders. “Do it… pump her full. I want to lick it out of her after. Make her overflow so I can taste you both mixed together. We’re your onsen cumdumps tonight — use us until we can’t walk.”

Piers felt his final release building fast. He reached around Iyo and rubbed her clit while he fucked her, his other hand mauling one of her heavy tits, pinching the stiff nipple hard. “I’m gonna cum inside you one more time, Iyo. Take it all, you greedy little cumslut. I’m flooding this tight Japanese pussy until it’s overflowing with my seed. You’re both my personal onsen whores tonight — taking load after load like the cum-hungry sluts you are. I want to watch it drip out of you when you leave here, walking funny with my cum running down your thighs like the well-fucked whores you are.”

He slammed in deep and came hard, thick pulses flooding Iyo for the third time. Iyo cried out, her own orgasm hitting her at the same time, her walls milking him as Kairi came on her fingers with a sharp moan, her body shaking against them.

They stayed locked together for a long moment, breathing hard, bodies trembling in the hot water. Cum leaked slowly from Iyo’s pussy, mixing with the onsen water and dripping down her thighs in slow, creamy trails. Kairi kissed Iyo’s shoulder softly, then looked back at Piers with a satisfied, tired smile.

“Best day off ever,” Kairi murmured, voice still a little breathless.

Iyo nodded, still catching her breath, her huge ass still pressed back against Piers. “Now… about that title program.”

Piers chuckled low, still buried inside Iyo, hands lazily stroking both women’s curves under the water. “Consider it done. You two just earned it. I’ll write you both into a strong tag run with real heat — good opponents, real storylines, the works. But only if you keep performing like this. Keep winning, keep showing up ready, and I’ll make sure the crowd sees you as the dominant team you are.”

They stayed in the water a little longer, letting the hot spring soothe their bodies, the steam wrapping around them like a secret. The mineral scent of the water mixed with the raw smell of sex, creating a heady, intimate haze. Eventually they climbed out, wrapped in fresh yukata robes, bodies still flushed and marked with faint handprints and love bites. The three of them walked back toward the changing area together, the slight wobble in both women’s steps impossible to miss — a quiet reminder of how thoroughly they’d been fucked.

As they dressed, Kairi gave him one last smirk over her shoulder. “Next time… maybe we bring the tag titles with us. Or at least the belts to celebrate.”

Iyo laughed softly, adjusting her robe over her still-sensitive tits. “Or we just do this again. Either way, we expect results. We delivered tonight. Now it’s your turn.”

Piers smiled as he pulled on his shirt, the fabric sticking slightly to his damp skin. “You’ll get them. Just keep winning like you did tonight. I’ll have the segments ready by next week — strong promos, real feuds, the kind that get people talking. You two earned it.”

The onsen staff bowed politely as they left, none the wiser to what had happened in the private section. Outside, the late afternoon sun filtered through the trees, casting long shadows across the path as the three of them headed back toward the city. The memory of the steaming water, the moans, the messy, shared pleasure, and the promises made lingered in the air between them like the steam they’d left behind.

Piers already knew exactly what he was going to write when he got back to his laptop — a solid tag team push for Damage CTRL with real momentum. He smiled to himself as they walked. Some days off were better than others.