Natasha "The Other Girl" Parks: Tag Partners (Patreon)

I’d been itching for a Nat story for a while now, so I kinda blazed right through this one. The idea of her usual cheating with her opponent’s partner, only this time it’s also with their tag team partner. Nat absolutely goes for boyfriends/husbands as much as girlfriends, but her story ideas so far just happen to keep sounding most fun if she’s fucking a woman. Plus, if they’re a tag team and she’s in the female division, it made sense that they’re both ladies. Also pointing out that she doesn’t do it out of spite or anything. She just doesn’t care about the collateral damage at all. She just loves being theatrically mean and cocky, and has a huge fetish for people who are already dating or married. I sort of dip into her mindset and approach on all that throughout this one, but really don’t plan to think too hard about the whys and hows. If there's ANYthing I've learned from my sparse knowledge of actual wrestling, you're not allowed to ask those questions.

A real last minute but especially proud bit to add the dollar signs to Patty Silver’s tattoo.

Nathasha Parks was fired up to get back in the ring that night. She’d had a relatively uninteresting match last time, which was to say that her opponent had been an entirely single woman. If Nat (aka “The Other Girl”, aka “Miss Steal Your Girl”) didn’t have a girlfriend, boyfriend, husband, wife, or other sort of partner to seduce out from under her opponent, she really didn’t care that much about the match. She was a very capable wrestler, but her real passion remained in sweeping taken women off their feet.

Once in a while, she came across a lover that turned her down, and while she did her best she respectfully let it  go if she couldn’t succeed. Tonight was a total success though: she was up against Patricia Silver, who competed as half of the tag team called Silver And Gold. It was no secret that Patty and Georgia Gold had been sleeping together and unofficially dating backstage, and Natie was happy to swoop in and enjoyed a long, sweaty bit of afternoon delight with the curvy, bright blonde wrestler. Word quickly spread between Natie’s reputation and the smell of sex lingering in the locker room, and Silver was clearly furious.

Natie was on her way to the ring, dressed in her usual purple and gold tight two piece. She was flexing her olive-skinned muscles and running her hand confidently through her slicked back brown hair when Patricia Silver came rushing down the runway after her. She was a little shorter and less muscled than Nat, but with long legs and a thick set of hips that had slammed more than a few opponents senseless. Silver dressed like her namesake, her outfight a gleaming silver one piece with some black trim and an open back to show off her tramp stamp reading “PRICELE$$.” Even her hair was long and dyed a metallic silver, flashing in the spotlights behind her.

She ambushed Nat before she even got to the ring, slamming a forearm across her back to make her jerk forward. The bell hastily rang to start the match as Silver rained some more forearm smashes between the toned shoulder blades of the surprised Natie.

“You weasely little bitch! How dare you sleep with my girl!” Patty ranted as she finally brought Natie to her knees.

She grabbed Nat by her short hair, pulling her more upright. The flirty fighter rubbed her neck and upper back, but she winced as she flashed a grin over her shoulder at Patty.

“Not bad. But I got your little goldilocks on her knees even faster than this!”

Nat slammed an elbow backward, catching Patty in the stomach. She huffed loudly and doubled over, grabbing at her soft abdomen. Nat was used to bitter ambushes and jealous payback, so she was far from new to a scrap backstage or in the ringway. Once Patty was winded and let go of her hair, Nat reached up and caught her by the neck. The brunette rose up just to drop back down, spiking her chin across her shoulder with a quick stunner. Patty reeled back and leaned on the guardrail behind her, moaning and rubbing her jaw.

The ref barked at them to get in the ring already, threatening to start a countout. Nat rolled out her aching shoulders but shrugged and grabbed Silver by her chromatic hair. She yanked hard, landing the bottom-heavy wrestler on the floor and dragging her the rest of the way towards the ring. She squealed and shrieked, clawing at Nat’s wrists as her ass dragged along the ground. Natie forced her up to her feet at land, swinging her head-first into the turnbuckle for another rattling blow before she threw her in under the ropes. Natie flashed the audience another cocky grin, flexing and kissing her bicep as she winked at a few fans in case she felt like some more side action later that night.

Silver was still laid out in the ring, wincing as she rubbed her aching head and scalp. Natalie strode up to her and drove a purple boot down into her belly, keeping her down and winded. Silver grimaced as she grabbed helplessly at her boot, trying to move it off her.

“Fucking… bitch…” she choked out.

“Oh relax. I’ve got a way of putting sluts like you on your backs,”Nat boasted.

She flexed for the crowd again, curling her arms inward to make her pecs bounce (and her breasts along with them). Patty barely managed to lurch up to one knee, grabbing at the waist of Natie’s shorts. Nat smirked at her desperate attempt to fight back, grabbing her by the wrists and driving a knee up into her unprotected jaw. Fighting angry opponents had become her specialty of hers at this point, and she knew how to capitalize on their constant attempts to get back at her. It left them full of openings for her to capitalize on.

“I guess you’re not so tough without your teammate. But she’s playing for my team now,” Natie purred.

Silver looked too stunned from the knee to really register her words beyond her gloating tone. Natasha flung her by the arms, whipping her into the set of ropes across from them. The dazed Patty bounced back off of them as Nat bounced off the opposite side, rushing to meet her and leaping into the air. She spread her legs and lashing them around the silver-haired wrestler’s neck. With an acrobatic twist, she twisted in midair and threw her to the mats with a hurricanrana, smashing her head down between the mats and her flexing thighs.

Silver landed in a stunned heap, her eyes rolling as Nat kept her head between her legs. The tan woman flexed her legs, squashing her opponent’s cheeks between her powerful thighs. Silver groaned and thrashed, fruitlessly trying to slap and push her way out.

“How’s that? You loving it down there half as much as your chubby fuckbuddy?” Nat taunted, slapping at Silver’s distorted cheeks for good measure.

Patty Silver was starting to see past her fury and realizing she had lost all control of the match. She gagged and drooled over the tan thighs that only tightened around her neck. Silver started to buck and thrash, reaching her leg out for the ropes. Nat didn’t seem to catch on as she kept grinding her deeper against her groin. Silver got her boot on the bottom rope and the ref was ready to call for a break, but she went for a big gamble. She planted her sole on the rope and kicked off, boosting her lower half up and over. She twisted as she flipped upside down so she could raise and drop her thick ass into Nat’s face. She broke the hold out of surprise from the impacting booty flattening her down to the mats. Silver landed sitting upright, hips planted facesitting her plump cheeks over the dominating temptress.

The silver-haired wrestler looked momentarily surprised that the counter had worked. She pumped her fists up in the air and clapped her hand back on her ass cheeks, jiggling them in the blindsided Natie’s face.

“How’s that, you thieving slut!?” Silver huffed back at her, trying to reclaim some dignity and control over the match.

She shook her hips to rub her ass into Nat’s face, waving her “PRICLE$$” tattoo at her along with it. Natasha was rattled but she was far from out of the fight as Silver took too long showing off. She grunted and grabbed the back of Silver’s one piece, pulling it sharply upward to wedgie it up her curvy behind. Patty shrieked as the fabric thinned and sliced into her ass and pussy. She hopped up from her facesit, grabbing at her ass and the intrusive costume as Natie lifted her up by the wedgie.

“You really do know how to use that ass! Maybe I went after the wrong teammate,” Nat jeered as she crawled out from under her.

She rose to stand behind the flailing Patty before giving her ass a hard smack across the cheek. Silver jumped from the spanking, which just made the material dig deeper into her privates when she landed. Her face twisted in discomfort as the silver one piece started to wedge up between her pussy lips. Natasha released the wedgie, but only so she could reach around her and grab her by the thighs. With a quick burst of strength, Natie lifted Silver off her feet and drove her spread legs back down onto her knee. Silver howled with her mouth forming a perfect O shape as she landed pussy first in the atomic drop. She was already tenderized from the wedgie so now she looked absolutely devastated from the rough pelvic landing.

Nat shoved her off callously, showboating and gesturing mockingly towards her opponent to fire up the crowd. She recognized the familiar tune of a lot of boos and some very passionate cheers. She felt like there were more “I got cheated on by Natie Parks” t-shirts and homemade signs reading “All hail the queen of cucks,” “Fuck my boyfriend, Natie!” or “Make me your other Other Girl” than usual tonight.

She flashed them a bit of fanservicey flexes and posing before she grabbed Silver by her metallic colored hair. She yanked her into a reverse headlock, leaving her doubled over in front of her as she spanked her ass again and again. She and the fans enjoyed the jiggling show as Silver wailed beneath Nat’s arm, too drained to force her way out of the muscular arm’s grip. Silver managed to wrap her arms around Nat’s waist, desperately trying to pull off some sort of suplex of a throw. The low blows and dazing hits proved too much as she couldn’t conjure the strength to pull it off, barely boosting Nat a couple inches off the mats each time. Natie smirked mocking at the crowd, giving them a “what can you do?” sort of shrug before she balled her fists together and bashed them down over Silver’s back. The priceless wrestler screamed out as she fell to her hands and knees clutching her back.

“Gonna be a pain the ass, huh? After meeting Goldie, I thought you’d just roll over and take it too,” Nat chuckled.

She grabbed Silver by her hair and the back of her leotard while she was still on all fours. She gave the audience a smug grin until her fans caught on. They started to chant for it: “NTR! NTR! NTR!”

“Lucky you, you’re pathetic enough that this feels like enough punishment. Time to finish this, so get N! T! R’ED!” she boomed.

With another show of athleticism, Natie went for one of her appropriately named  (or inappropriate depending who you asked) finishers. The Nuclear Torture Rack had won her plenty of matches, and she couldn’t turn down using a crowd-pleaser with a catchy name like that. She bent down and hefted Silver up off the mats, stretching her across her shoulders. Silver screamed the whole way, in surprise at first from the painful lift and then as her back and ribs were bent along the solid frame. Nat just pulled on her chin and thighs, bending her further until her back cracked hard enough for the front row to hear. The rest of the audience had to settle for hearing her agonizing screams as Natie stomped the mats, putting her entire buff body into bending her in the torture rack.

Patty had been tenderized enough throughout the fast-paced match, even worse now with her back stretched out so much that her breasts started spilling out at the sides of her spandex. Her wide-eyed howling and flailing started to weaken until she was reaching out desperately. She couldn’t reach the ropes, and she winced in pain until her eyes watered. She tensed her reach out as far as it could go, her vision clouded with tears and lightheadedness. It was why when she was about to tap out, she thought the golden blur coming towards the ring was a hallucination.

Georgia Gold slid into the ring as the crowd shouted into surprise. The busty blonde with a sparkling gold leotard and matching blonde hair slid under the ropes behind Natie. She rose back up and jumped into a dropkick, slamming the brunette between the shoulder blades right below her tag team partner. Nat grunted as she went falling to all fours, collapsing with Silver crashing down on top of her back. The referee instantly signaled for the bell to mark Silver’s disqualification, not that it did Natie much good in the moment.

Silver was still disoriented when Gold took her by the arm. She helped her tag team partner and lover back to her feet. The more bottom heavy half of Silver And Gold looked surprised to see her seduced teammate.

“Goldie! What are you doing here?!”

“I’m here to make up for what happened. She was coming on so strong and you were away, and we were always so casual about all this… but that’s no excuse. I shouldn’t have spent the night with this crazy succubus.”

Georgia threw a kick into the still downed Natie’s ribs. She huffed and jerked, and after a moment Silver put a boot into her side as well.

“Thanks for the save… but that’s a big mistake to make up for,” Silver muttered.

“And I want to show you I’m better than that. And show you that we’re more serious than just the tag team that tags out with butt slaps and makes out sometimes after our matches. You’re way more than that, babe.”

Georgia Gold reached into her cleavage and took out a small jewelry case. The audience popped as Silver covered her mouth in shock.

“Patricia Silver? Will you be my tag partner AND my life partner?”

“Oh my gosh! Yes! Definitely yes!”

She blushed and beamed as she held out a hand and Goldie slid the ring onto her finger. They got back up and embraced, hugging and locking lips as they held each other. It was a perfect setup as Natie crawled back up to one knee and slammed a forearm between their intertwined legs, low blowing them both in one painful stroke. The newly engaged partners let out guttural moans as they tried to collapse, only to fall with their faces and breasts mashing together as their heads collided.

“Whatya know?! Looks like you just needed a little push from Mommy Natie to take the plunge! You can thank me later,” Nat taunted them with her usual wicked grin back on her face.

She grabbed them both and pulled on Gold’s hair, forcing her away from their interrupted embrace. She gave a quick spin to hurl her off her feet and let her crash into the corner, collapsing in a dizzy sitting position. She Irish whipped Silver right after her, making sure that she spun around from the extra force behind her throw. It made Silver’s fat ass smash right into her teammate’s face, rattling them both so that they crumbled together in the same corner. Nat grinned and gestured towards them.

“Give it up for the happy couple, everybody!” she called out in genuine delight.

Nat always did what she did out of her own pleasure rather than looking to spite anyone. If she could fuck somebody’s girlfriend in a one night stand and they ended up working it out better than ever, it was an absolute dream for her. Less chaos and vengeance for her to sort through, and more she could gloat about to them.

With the metallic duo both crumbled in a heap, Nat took Gold by the hair and shoved her through the ropes. She looped her arms around the top rope and spread her legs out, suspending them over the middle rope. It left Georgia effectively crucified on the edge of the ring and easy pickings as Nat returned and did the same with her teammate. They were left facing the audience with their outfits hugging their sweaty bodies, crotches wet between their intimate beatings and their excitement over their engagement kiss.

“Now why don’t we celebrate with an early honeymoon?” Nat taunted the captive duo.

She was happy to get some payback while giving the fans what they really wanted, whether or not they’d admit it. She ran her hands over both of their chests, feeling them up while they were stunned and powerless. They moaned and writhed but the looped ropes kept them stuck tight. Nat had a hand on each one’s tit as she pulled down hard, ripping the material away. Silver’s perky breasts and Goldie’s bigger and more famous pair bounced out as the cameras went wild. The ladies winced, trying to cover themselves up with their bound arms.

“Damn, Silvy. I see what you like in this one and her 14 karat udders,” Nat said as she slapped one of Goldie’s breasts.

Georgia squealed and tensed up as Nat slid her head through the ropes, meeting Silver’s eye as she took a hungry bite out of her breast and sucked on her nipple. Patty squirmed at the sight, though not entirely out of distaste. Seeing one of the two women she’d slept with toy with the other was a hot enough sight to turn her on. Nat removed her mouth with a wet pop, her drool tickling the moaning blonde’s nipple.

“Of course I know why you’re into this one,” Nat purred to Georgia. “She eats ass like it’s a last meal.”

Georgia’s fluttering eyes looked towards her partner in surprise. Apparently she didn’t know about that.

“Oh shit! Well, there’s something to look forward to with the makeup sex, huh? And make sure you show her that thing where you clap those cheeks while you get eaten out, eh, Patty?”

She smacked both of the ladies on the ass before she knelt behind them. She reached through the ropes and pulled each of their leotards aside, exposing their dripping wet pussies to the crowd. Nat held out two fingers on each hand, giving the crowd a moment to tense up before she thrust them under, up and into the tag partners. Silver and Gold howled as the buff seductress rapidly fingered them both. They jerked and spasmed against the ropes but were as stuck as they ever were, powerless to stop her rough but skilled finger fucking.

There was nothing left for them to do. They could only gasp and moan, barely able to turn their heads enough to face each other. Their eyes fluttered as Georgia gawked and drooled with pleasure. A shocked and softening stare told her partner that even after being knocked around the ring by the cheating wrestler, she entirely understood how Silver could have given in to this much pleasure.

The wailing women stared into each other’s eyes and with nothing else they could do, they kissed intensely as they orgasmed to their meddling opponent’s touch. Their hips bucked within their bonds and squirted messy orgasms off the edge of the ring like twin horny fountains. Their cries of confused pleasure poured into each other’s mouths until they couldn’t be contained, gawking together and spilling unsteady cries and messy drool over each other’s exposed breasts. It left both Gold and Silver as dripping, powerless messes barely conscious enough to notice the fans continuing to ogle them.

Nat stood back up, sucking some of their cream from her fingertips before using the same sloppy fingers to flip a double overhead middle finger to the audience. Her fans in the know ate up the two-finger salute while her haters kept on hating. She left her victims hung out to dry (especially considering how wet they were) as she made her way backstage. All and all, things had worked out great: she had  won the match by DQ, she’d gotten to fuck both sides of the couple, they worked things out, and, if she was really lucky, she had given Silver her number. It would be a little less fun with both of them in on it, but depending on how they took the loss, it was always possible she could get invited to a threesome sometime soon.