CARLEY AND DELILAH

Carley was pumped. A 5'7, 140 girl who could kick her ass? She didn't think so but she had to have a go at her. Linda called around Noon and said the girl, Delilah or Del wouldn't mind in the least kicking the 6 ft, 195 blonde's ass, matter of fact the group of men that Linda spoke of had one of their events that very evening and Del versus Carley would be the main event. Linda gave us directions and a code word. The fight was to be at 9 and we would have to be there by 8:30.

Carley was edgy the rest of the day. I don't she would have been if her for was 300 or 250 pounds but taking on a girl was 50 pounds LIGHTER made her nervous. What if this girl was that tough? Linda was certainly tough in her own right and this Del ate her up and spit her out. Linda actually seemed scared of her. We again ate an early light dinner, saw only a few sights and spent most of the Saturday in the hotel room resting or watching TV. Carley was so edgy we didn't have sex. At 6 she even got sweats on and went for a run. She came in got into a steaming shower. Being the good boyfriend I followed her in. That seemed to take her mind off Del.

We left at 7:30 and caught a bus to close the Georgetown address and we walked the rest of the way. The address appeared on street of row homes and this one took up two of the houses. We knocked and gave the code word and was led downstairs where it was dimly lit and all we could make was a ring in the middle of the room with 2 rather large blondes just beating the hell out of each other. We were led to a side room where Carley could “change”. I stayed outside the door and watched. One blonde was beginning to take control and started to lay a beating on the other. The other thing that caught my attention was someone who shouldn't be there. I went in to Carley. “You want to stay?” “Why?” “Well you know these rich types and their kinkiness. Well there's a teenage boy by the ring. Adults? What is this a chapter of NAMBLA or someone's son? Either way I'm getting to where I need a shower. Hey 2 chicks beating the hell out of each other. They're getting paid. You are getting paid? But there's always a line.” Carley stuck her head out of the door and the teenage “boy” got up and walked towards us. Oh shit. It wasn't a boy but a girl. She walked up to Carley, “ Hey I'm Del. You're pretty big. You eat good pussy? You beg? Because I'm going to beat you sooo bad big girl you'll wish you never accepted this fight.” I thought we'd have a brawl right there cause Carley came through the door and just little old me in between. Del just smiled and went into room. Del was a shade shorter than me, at 5'8. She was maybe 140-145. She had really nice toned arms muscular but not muscular. She had no breasts to speak of and legs that were well defined. Finally I heard a bell and the one blonde had extracted enough punishment from the other, ending that match.

“In the following match, the challenger from Connecticut at 6'0 and 195 pounds Carley Strothers. In the other corner the club champion at 5'8 and 145 pounds, Delilah Smith. Carley strode out in the hotel's terry cloth robe. Who'd think to bring her boxing robe? Delilah walked right after her in nothing but a very small thong and slippers. Carley slipped off the robe revealing she was nude and muscled up. Delilah mocked her making a double bicep pose. There were obviously no rules due to no one was in there. Carley was shocked at the difference in size. Del was toned but it was like fighting a wide receiver, a small wide out. But Carley was knocked out of her reverie from a roundhouse kick to the right cheekbone administered by Del. She staggered back a few feet, she then was hit with a another roundhouse to her left cheek. She staggered back into the corner. Del lashed out to Carley's right knee with a straight kick and Carely went down to her butt. She was dazed. Del pranced around the ring and took off and baseball slid into Carley with both feet landing in between Carley's thighs. Carley screamed. Del stood and delivered a kick to Carley's chest. Del had taken Carley down, delivered a shot to her crotch and a shot to her breasts. Carley went to her side and curled up and was on the verge of tears and losing the fight. With 5 kicks Del had pretty much beaten the shit out of my girl. Del then did the inexplicable and I wondered about it immediately. She picked Carley up by the hair and leaned her against the ropes. I'm thinking “Why didn't she finish Carley off on the floor in the corner. Carley was defenseless?” Del slapped Carley all over the ring with Carley hanging onto the ropes for support. She slapped her tits, face and punched at her pussy. Carley kept moving away. Finally Del caught Carley in the opposite corner. Del grabbed her right tit and pulled it and slapped down on it. Carley was sweating and gesturing with her arms to have Del stop. Del stepped in and grabbed a tit and her other hand went for Carley's shaved pussy. Carley stepped into Del and did the unthinkable. She picked Del up and threw over the top rope. Del landed on top of a couple of well-heeled gents in the front row. Del was stunned, surprised, and pissed at the gents for groping her. She was even more surprised when Carley followed her out, picked her up and rammed her back into a steel corner, and backed up and did it again. She body slammed Del on the hard carpeted floor. Del was now moaning, barely. Carley now picked her up by the hair and delivered a punch to Del flat stomach. The club champ was pretty much done but Carley wanted retribution for the earlier embarrassment. She again picked Del up by the hair and Del attempted a punch. Gutsy thought Carley. Carley blocked it and delivered a right to Del's cheek, she went down like she was shot. Carley dropped an elbow between Del's legs. Del screamed. Carley then actually picked her up by grabbing her small breasts and rock hard nipples. Carley pushed Del through the ropes back into ring. Carley stripped off Del's thong. She dragged Del to the middle of the ring. Carley the great Amazon warrior had Del on her knees in front of her. “Who's champ?” she shouted. No reply. “OK bitch.” She picked Del up the hair again and placed her in the same position she had had Linda in. Carley placed Del across her knee in a backbreaker, except in this one Carley placed her right thumb in Del's pussy. Del began to scream. Carley then picked Del up and drove her into her knee. Oh about 5 or 6 times, all the time her thumb working Del's pussy. Del was now moaning and screaming. Carley dropped her and regained the warrior princess position in the middle of the ring with a completely shook Del on her knees in front of her. “Who's champ? And keep this in mind, if you don't say what we both know to be true, next I'll make you bleed. Somewhere.” Through tears and pain, “Carley is the champ.” “OK that was better now eat it and beg me to eat it, you little shit. Little miss tough shit, you're lucky I don't break you in half and leave you for dead. Now beg.” A few seconds pass, a few seconds of integrity left. Carley right hand shoots out and slaps Del across the face. “Please may I eat you. Please don't hit me anymore and I'll give you the best you've ever got.” She didn't but Carley enjoyed it nonetheless. So much so she got down on the mat and enjoyed Del's beautifully sculpted body. Carley especially enjoyed Del's muscular ass and thighs. Carley got behind Del and licked and sucked her tight ass. Carley even had a little fun and attempted a breast smother of Del as their pussies rubber together. The men in the crowd got their money's worth as Carley explored every inch of the well-toned Del. Over the course of the next hour both came multiple times. Each would strike muscle poses and the other would worship that one. It was a memorable night and Carley left knowing that a scrawny 140 pounder couldn't kick her ass. Close but she couldn't seal the deal.