ROOM MATCH

Carley and I were in Washington on a 4 day vacation. Carley had never been in D.C. before and seemed to really enjoy it. She also seemed to enjoy all the “eye candy” , she was amazed by the number of extremely good-looking and well-built women in the city. They were a mix between those who lived and worked in and around D.C. and tourists. We arrived on Thursday and were staying to Sunday. On Friday afternoon she nudged me and said, “ Hey let's see if we can find someone for me to wrestle/fight tonight in the room.” I agreed, I always enjoyed watching Carley dismantle someone. We spent the rest of the day sightseeing but in the back of our minds we were thinking opponents. It got late in the day and no luck. There were some but either they were with large parties or husbands or worse girlfriends. Finally we decided to take a bus back to our hotel, the Wyndham. We sat in the bus area, when a black woman sat down, too. She was in her forties. Short but well-built, pretty with light blue jeans and a light blue jean shirt. She had a gut but a large chest overshadowed the gut. We smiled, she didn't. Carley nudged me again. Oh my turn again, of course. “Hey want to make $100?” “And do what

to earn that $100?”, she asked. “Uh, fight or wrestle my girlfriend.” “Her, blondie, $250 and it's a deal.” Carley and I looked at each other. We were prepared to go to $500. “Ok, 8 tonight at the Wyndham. M and Massachusetts. On the bed, wear what you want. Winner gets the loser for an hour. Room 803.” She nodded and left and waiting for her bus. We were now in a heightened state. Carley was high as a kite. We decided on an early and light meal. We got back to the room and had incredible sex. I fucked my warrior princess front and back. We were both left panting and sweating in an air- conditioned room.

Time went slowly after that. We both feared the worse and the woman, we didn't get a name, wouldn't show. Also I feared she would come with someone else. I feared we erred in giving the room number. At 7:55 there was a knock on the door. Carley was dressed in a terry cloth robe. I answered the door. She was here. We mumbled pleasantries and she said her name was Linda and she was a nurse and today was her day off. She was dressed the same way. I showed Linda into the bathroom to freshen up and change if she wanted to. She stepped out. No other way to describe her. Linda was a moose. She was short but wide and thick. She had big arms and shoulders to match. She had a high butt and thick thighs. All she had on was a massive brown bra. Other than the bra she was nude. She had a thick black bush. Carley dropped her robe, she was also nude. Carley mounted the bed and beckoned Linda to join her. “Rules?” Linda asked. “We'll break if we fall against the wall, we'll continue if we fall on the floor. Loser is the winner's for well as long as she wants her tonight.” “Does that include him?” Linda asked pointing to me. “If you win you get him tonight. Let's fight.”

Carley moved in and suggested a test of strength. Linda moved towards Carley on the huge king sized bed. They locked fingers. Carley assumed that her natural strength and height would win out but being on a bed Linda was shorter but not appreciably. Carley began to move Linda back but Linda began to strain and actually moved Carley back. Linda jerked her body and forced Carley to her back and straddled her. Linda had Carley pinned and struggling in the middle of the bed. She moved up Carley's body and sat on Carley's face. Linda tightened her thighs around Carley's face. Carley began to buck and thrash. She wasn't going down without a fight. Carley finally bucked and was able to turn to her stomach. She relaxed a moment. Linda didn't, she grabbed Carley's right arm and wrenched it up her back into a painful hammerlock. Linda kneeled on Carley's arm and pulled back on Carley's chin. I thought she'd break Carley's back or arm. Finally Carley tapped. Carley lay under Linda. “Come here and strip.” Linda directed it to me. Carley looked up and nodded. I got the feeling the fight was in an intermission and Carley needed a break and I was going to be the break. I stripped. “Stand on the bed and get a real blow job. Besides I don't want this bitch going anywhere.” I stood on the bed and moved to Linda, she took my cock in her mouth and began sucking and deep throating.

“When you cum you're going to cum all over her, cause that's all she's good for.” And that's what I did, I came all over Carley's back. I could tell Carley was turning red. Linda was now full of herself. “Come on bitch and get some more of a beating.” With that she hauled Carley up by the hair to her knees. Carley then punched Linda right above her bush and it sounded like all the air in the world being expelled by Linda. Carley then planted the next punch in Linda's bush. Linda's hands automatically went down to protect that region. As soon as Linda bent over Carley pulled her over her shoulder by the hair. Linda landed on the bed with a thud and a bounce. I wonder what the folks downstairs heard? Carley then peppered Linda's gut with punches. Carley then asked, “Submit.” “Fuck you.” Carley turned Linda to her side and undid Linda's bra. Carley pushed Linda to her back again and sat reverse face on Linda. She ripped off Linda's bra and mauled, punched, pinched and slapped her mammoth breasts unmercifully. When she tired of that she turned her attention to the full bush. She actually picked Linda's butt off the ground by grabbing and raising the bush. She then began to slap Linda's pussy. Linda tried to cross her legs but Carley gave her no respite. When she wasn't ripping her bush, she was slapping her breasts. Linda then began to beg. Carley hauled the large black woman to her feet off the bed. Carley put her head under her arm and one arm over her head and then she put her other arm between Linda's legs and hoisted the large woman up and dropped down and drove Linda over her planted right knee. A perfect backbreaker. Linda was lying over Carley's knee looking up. Carley placed her right hand in Linda's bush and the left pushing Linda's chin down. Linda's arms were flailing. She was done. “Submit?” “Anything.” “You bet your ass anything.” Carley pushed Linda off and on the floor. I stepped over Linda and passionately kissed the winner Carley. Carley placed me on the bed. “A real blow job.” She then grabbed Linda by the left tit and hauled her to her knees. “I'm going to give John a real blow job and you're going to lick my ass from behind. OK?” Linda nodded. Carley bent over and Linda moved in behind her and spread Carley's ass apart and also poked her hand through and massaged Carley's pussy. Carley actually came before I did.

Carley turned around and lifted Linda to her feet. “Good fight. You're really strong.” “You too, I can't believe you lifted me up.” Carley then made a double bicep pose, so did Linda. As they did it they rubbed their nude bodies against each other. Then they felt, groped, fingered, licked, and massaged each other's upper body. Carley is big-chested but seemed to enjoy Linda's chest and back, while Linda loved Carley's arms and a little lower than her chest. Me I was on the bed watching and playing with myself.

Linda then knelt and ate out Carley's shaved pussy. While she did it Linda was handling her huge breasts. So I came up behind Linda and kissed her neck and did her chest from behind while rubbing my dick between her ass.

At this point everyone was dripping in sweat or some fluid. It was decided the 3 of us would shower. A 3 way version of find the soap. Someone was on their knees all the time. Carley would do Linda while Linda and I kissed and groped. I actually had both women against the wall and ate out Linda while diddling Carley. Water pressure in D.C. must have dropped by 25%. Carley asked Linda to stay the night. I awoke at 3AM to the 2 ladies in a 69 position next to me. I awoke at 6 to Linda between my legs sucking me off. Then when I came, having to cum all over her massive chest. She had to leave then but mentioned to Carley if she was interested in another fight. “You.” “Nah but I fight in this group. What would you like? To beat someone up or maybe get beaten up yourself?” “Who would beat me up?” “You wouldn't believe me. She's a student at GW, about 5'7, 140. White girl. Can box, knows martial arts and in a fight is the meanest person I've ever seen.” “You seem to know something about her?” “Yeah about 6 months ago in front of a group of men she beat me, stripped me and humiliated me. Beat me so bad I would have done anything. She's strong, wiry and she doesn't care about pain. Hers or yours.” “Set it up, I'll fight her.” “OK” But that's another story.