The return of Mark and Julie (with friends)

Well, we're back. Sorry it has been so long, but we hope this will make up for it. Since our first basement encounter over a year ago, Mark and I have continued to wrestle each other to some very….shall we say “climatic” encounters. (YEAH!) I've come out on top in a few and Mark has come out on top a few (THE MAJORITY) and in the interim, we've added a new little wrinkle to our encounters. While watching the weekly Monday night wrestling program with a few of our friends who are also big wrestling fans, there was a mixed tag match. As it progressed the conversation became somewhat competitive between our friends, Shaun and Diane, regarding the possibility of Diane being able to “hold her own” in a match against her boyfriend, Shaun. It became a rather intense debate (ALTHOUGH FRIENDLY) and as the innuendos flew, Mark and I let them in our little wrestling story that had been, up until that point, a bit of a secret. They seemed surprised and when we showed them our basement they shyly asked if they might be able to borrow it for a match of their own sometime. Well, one thing led to another and soon we had ourselves a tag-team challenge between Mark and Shaun and me and Diane. The following is the results of that challenge. (JULIE IS AGAIN SUBMITTING THESE DESCRIPTIONS ON MY COMPUTER. HI, I'M MARK. AS USUAL, BEFORE I SEND THIS FOR HER, I THOUGHT I SHOULD INTERJECT MY OWN TWO CENTS IN ON THIS, SO YOU WILL OCCASSIONALLY FIND MY COMMENTS IN PARENTHESES AND ALL CAPITAL LETTERS, JUST LIKE THIS, JUST TO KEEP JULIE HONEST.)

The Combatants

If you remember, Mark, MY boyfriend, is 23, five feet ten and about 185 pounds (193 POUNDS). He's been working out more often and has developed a very long and lean physique. Body-wise he looks a lot like a shorter version of the wrestler Randy Orton with a much cuter face. (I WOULDN'T GO QUITE AS FAR TO SAY THAT MY PHYSIQUE IS AS WELL DEFINED AS ORTON'S, BUT NOT TO SOUND TOO ARROGANT, I WOULD SAY THAT IS A PRETTY GOOD COMPAIRISON). I, Julie, by the way, am 22, about 5 feet five, 140 pounds with very long strawberry blond hair. (DOWN TO HER VERY THIN WAIST). Some of my friends have said that I look a little like a short Brooke Shields. (FROM THE MOVIE BLUE LAGOON, ONLY WITH A LARGER CHEST. SHE ALSO HAS A GREAT SET OF VERY LONG LEGS AND AN INCREDIBLE ASS). Mark is much stronger than I am but I'm faster. (THIS IS TRUE)

Shaun is also 23 and about six feet even in height. He's a good looking guy, but a bit of a bean pole in stature weighing somewhere around 150-155 pounds (161 POUNDS). If I had to compare him to anyone of note, I would say that he looks a little like a scruffy Keanu Reeves. (SHAUN DOESN'T HAVE THE GOOFY HAIR REEVES HAS AND IT ALWAYS LOOKS LIKE HE HAS 5 O'CLOCK SHADOW, BUT I'D SAY THAT'S A FAIR DESCRIPTION). Diane is tiny, about five foot two and she weighs about 100 pounds soaking wet. She has great curves, a flat stomach, tone ass and legs and a set of round, firm breasts that I would kill for. Her raven hair is naturally wavy and cascades down to the mid point of her back. Imagine a really short version of Shania Twain with the hair of Cher . (ACTUALLY, I WOULD SAY SHE LOOKS A LOT LIKE A SHORT, DARK HAIRED ELISA CUTHBERT FROM “24”).

The Ring

We made some modifications to our “ring” since our last posting. We had still laid ten old bed mattresses on the floor of a converted basement playroom and removed all of the furniture except for the sofa, which is too large to carry up the narrow stairs, and the bar, which is cemented to the floor. However, for this tag-team event, we created make-shift corners by attaching three bungee cords to the walls in opposite corners of the room. It provided enough room for one person to stand behind them in the corner while awaiting a “tag”. We also attached a large eye-bolt on the wall in each of these corners

The Rules

We introduced the rules as an anything goes style of match with victories being awarded for pinfalls, to a count of ten, or knockouts. Just to make it a little more vicious, no submissions would be allowed. Diane seemed a bit apprehensive about this but still agreed after we discussed our safety plan which allowed any of us to utter a predetermined word that would immediately stop the match in the event of an injury or to prevent a serious injury. This way, however, it allowed for some measure of torture and humiliation. After all, we were all friends and didn't want to seriously hurt each other.

This was a guys against the girls match-up, and knowing exactly where this was going to end up, we agreed to stay monogamous to our own partners in regards to any sexual situations that arise during the match. In addition, one member of each team would start the match while their partners would be handcuffed to the eye bolt in their corners. The keys to the individual cuffs would hang in their respective corner just out of reach of the cuffed team member. After the two fighters in the ring made physical contact with each other, they would then be allowed to return to their corner (IF THEY CAN) to unlock their partner and have them enter the match. (THIS LITTLE WRINKLE ALLOWS FOR THE POSSIBILITY OF A TWO-ON-ONE FIGHT IF ONE TEAM CAN PREVENT THE OTHER FROM UNLOCKING THEIR PARTNER)

As always, we decided to video tape the matches for future reference and bragging rights. The descriptions of the matches that follow are derived from those videotapes.

Pre-Match

While Mark and Shaun wore a pair of blue and black Speedo briefs respectively, Diane and I put slightly more thought into our ring attire. I wore a “barely there” light blue two piece string bikini that, with the white lace trim, almost covered all of my assets. Diane wore baby blue lingerie one piece with thin straps covering just the right parts of her breasts and back and snapping together at the crotch to form a wide “V” pattern across her shapely body and leaving her taut midriff exposed for all to see. We were all barefooted.

(SHAUN AND I HAD MADE SOME SPECIAL PREPERATIONS FOR THIS MATCH AS WELL…UNBEKNOWNST TO THE GIRLS. IN ADDITION TO HIDING A VERY LARGE SEX TOY UNDER THE SOFA, SHAUN AND I EACH TOOK A SINGLE VIAGARA TABLET WE HAD PURCHASED FROM A FRIEND ABOUT 15 MINUTES BEFORE THE MATCH BEGAN. WE WERE TOLD THAT IT TAKE ABOUT 30 MINUTES FOR THE PILLS TO TAKE EFFECT, SO WE SHOULD BE ABLE TO GIVE THE GIRLS QUITE A SURPRISE FINISH TO THE MATCH)

Match

We wanted our friends to get a feel for what they were in for so we decided that Diane would start the match against Mark. (I HAD THE EXPERIENCE AND COULD GET A QUICK SHOT IN AT DIANE TO SEE HOW SHE REACTED AS KIND OF A TEST). Mark and Diane slowly circled each other on the mats as I shouted encouragement, handcuffed in the corner. Diane made a quick lunge and Mark caught her with a solid knee lift into her abdomen that quickly doubled her over. Diane let out a loud shrill as she was literally lifted off her feet by the sudden blow. Quickly, Mark reached between her legs and lifted her into the air turning her over and slamming her hard to the mat as Diane shrieked in terror. Her body bounced hard off the mats as a loud “Oooofffff” escaped her lips. Her eyes clenched tight and mouth made an obscene “O” shape. (I ADMIT, I SLAMMED HER A BIT HARDER THAN I NORMALLY WOULD HAVE, BUT I WANTED HER TO KNOW FOR SURE WHAT SHE HAD GOTTEN HERSELF INTO AND THAT SHE ACTUALLY WANTED TO GO THROUGH WITH THIS. IF SHE DIDN'T QUIT NOW, SHE WAS GOING TO BE FINE).

Clutching her stomach and gasping for air, Diane slowly got to her feet as Mark waited. It took her a few seconds, but she finally stood upright and looked at Mark.

“Okay,” she said with a slight smile. “Let's try that again, shall we?”

(ALRIGHT! I KNEW NOW THAT I WASN'T GOING TO HAVE TO HOLD BACK AT ALL) Diane and Mark circled each other again. Diane seemed a bit more confidant this time, but her inexperience showed rather quickly. She lunged at Mark, trying to grab a hold of his left leg for a quick takedown. Mark was too fast for her however as he side-stepped the move and delivered a lightning quick kick up into Diane's mid-section that immediately doubled her over, clutching her gut. Mark grabbed her by the hair, sinking his fingers deep into the think strands of her curly locks and lifting his knee into her breasts that lifted her off the mats, propelling her entire body backward and sending her crashing to the mats once again. Diane moaned softly as she rolled on the mats with her arms wrapped around her aching torso. ( I WAS STILL A BIT APREHENSIVE ABOUT TAKING FULL ADVANTAGE OF DIANE SINCE SHE WAS STILL NEW TO THIS SO RATHER THEN CONTINUE TO OVERPOWER HER, I TERIED TO WEAR HER DOWN SOME..) Mark went for her legs, lifting them up and trapping her calves beneath his arm pits. He jerked her legs a few times, seemingly in an attempt to have Diane truly realize her predicament before stepping over his fallen foe, forcing her onto her stomach and then squatting do on top of her, pulling her legs up behind her in a painful Boston crab hold.

Diane squealed in agony, flailing her arms and trying to claw at the mats in a desperate attempt to crawl out of the hold. But it was no use. Mark was too strong and he had the hold locked in tight. (SHE WAS VERY FLEXABLE AND I ACTUALLY HAD HER IN A PERFECT “C”) Mark held her in the hold for a few minutes, allowing her to squirm in torment, before dropping her to the mats. Diane rolled on the floor, reaching to massage the pain in her lower back. Mark reached down and lifted her to her feet by the hair. Her legs were wobbly and I started to fear that maybe Diane wasn't fully prepared for this after all. (I WAS STARTING TO WONDER A BIT MYSELF TOO. IT WAS THAT APPREHENSION THAT WOULD COST ME) Mark stood her in front of him and grabbed her firm breasts in his hands. Diane howled in agony, dancing in pain on her toes as Mark mauled her bountiful tits.

“Do you like that?” cooed Mark. (I WAS ACTUALLY TRING TO DRAW HER IRE HERE IN HOPES THAT SHE WOULD SIMPLY STRIKE OUT AT ME AND GET HERSELF BACK INTO THE MATCH…I'LL NEVER LEARN) “Hey Shaun,” Mark continued, turning to his partner. “These are nice, I gotta g….”

Just then, Diane delivered a knee lift out of nowhere that found its mark, squarely into Marks unprotected crotch. Mark immediately dropped to his knees, in torment, clutching at his injured manhood (I DIDN'T “DROP TO MY KNEES”, I WAS LIFTED OFF MY FEET AND LANDED ON MY KNEES)

Diane also fell to her knees, breathing heavily and cupping her breasts. This was her chance. I screamed for her to unlock me. Instead, she got back to her feet and grabbed a hold of Mark's leg. With the skill of a WWE Superstar, she quickly twisted his legs around her own and fell back to the mats applying a painful figure-four leg lock on my unsuspecting boyfriend. (IT WAS SO QUICK THAT I DIDN'T EVEN REALIZE WHAT SHE WAS DOING UNTIL IT WAS TOO LATE)

“Now,” Diane mocked as she rocked back and forth on the hold to increase its pressure. “Do you like THAT?”

In all of the matches we have had together, I don't think I have ever heard Mark scream in such torment. (SHE HAD IT LOCKED IN PERFECTLY. I HAVE NO DOUBT THAT SHE WAS HOLDING BACK ON THE MOVE OTHERWISE I THINK SHE WOULD HAVE BROKEN MY LEAG WITH IT) Mark clawed at the mats, much like Diane had done just moments earlier in the Boston crab. His face was scrunched tight in an expression of sheer agony as he stretched his arm out toward Shaun for help.

Mark tried several times to roll over and release the intense pressure Diane was putting on his leg but every time his did, Diane would rock back on the hold farther, increasing the pressure temporarily to squelch his efforts. (SHE WAS GOOD. I WAS BEGINNING TO THINK SHAUN AND I GOT SUCKERED IN BY THAT SHY LITTLE PRINCESS ROUTINE) At the same time, Diane was inching her way closer to our corner, dragging Mark's pain ravaged body with her. It took several moments, but Diane finally managed to reach the corner and released the hold. Mark immediately rolled to his side, clutching his leg in pain. Diane got to her feet and retrieved the key from the wall and unlocked my cuffs. Mark was helpless before us.

After rolling Mark onto his back, I quickly removed my bikini bottoms and straddled his head, burying his mouth and nose into my ass while Diane pinned his legs and applied a vicious claw hold onto his crotch, sinking her long red nails into my boyfriend's tender manhood. Mark's muffled cries were inaudible as I gyrated my hips, back and forth on top of him like a belly dancer in heat, grinding his face into my ass and pussy. Mark's arms flailed wildly as he bucked his hips in a desperate attempt to throw one or both of us off, but we had him helpless. I could feel the warmth and moistness of Mark's ever fading breath on my crotch as his arms began to go limp. (I COULDN'T BELIEVE I WAS GOING TO GET BEATEN THIS QUICKLY BY A COUPLE OF GIRLS. IT WAS EMBARRASING REALLY. AND IN FRONT OF MY BEST FRIEND TOO). It was getting me hot and I could tell Diane was beginning to fell a little left out. She relinquished her claw hold on his crotch and I slowly lifted my ass off of Mark, allowing him to recoup some of the lost air. We climbed off of Mark for the moment, damp with perspiration, as he heaved heavily splayed out on the mats and diverted our attention toward Shaun who was still handcuffed in the corner.

Shaun, initially grinned as we approached but then quickly realized that with his one arm handcuffed to the wall and both of us advancing on him, that he was at our mercy. He tried to flail out with his legs but that only slowed us until I was able to grab a hold of his free arm from behind. I trapped him in a modified standing Dragon sleeper hold that I must admit I was quite impressed with. (NOW THAT I'VE SEEN IT ON TAPE, ME TOO). I wrapped my left arm in front of his left shoulder, twisting it under his left arm pit and up the back of his shoulder to my right arm that I had wrapped around the front of his chin from behind. With his other arm still cuffed to the wall and the bungee cords trapping him in the corner it placed him in an awkward position and virtually unable to defend himself from Diane's attacks. (IT WAS ALMOST LIKE A COBRA CLUTCH AND DRAGON SLEEPER COMBINATION. IT WAS QUITE COOL)

Diane pounded at Shaun's mid-section, driving rights and lefts deep into his exposed abdominals and eliciting deep grunts of pain form Shaun. She hammered at least a dozen solid shots into his gut producing large red welts on his body. I could feel him getting weaker as each shot, combined with my Dragon sleeper hold took more and more out of him. Diane giggled devilishly as she reached down into the front of Shaun's briefs and grabbed a hold of his cock.

“Well, well, what have you got there?' I cooed.

“Looks like it's my new plaything,” she responded as she pulled hard on his stiffening cock.

Shaun let out a high pitch whimper as Diane mauled his member.

“Oooo, look Julie,” she mocked. “It makes noise when you pull on it. I like that.”

Diane was showing a side of her now that I wasn't used to seeing. She had a bit of an evil streak in her that I was beginning to like. She yanked on Shaun's dick again and again, violently pulling his hips along with each tug in a vicious hand job.

“Maybe I should kiss it and make it better,” Diane coyly stated as she slowly began to drop to her knees, gliding her tongue down Shaun's batters stomach as her went.

I was getting pretty hot myself watching Diane seductively drop down on Shaun. I had thought that once she had her lips around Shaun's cock that I could go back and do the same to Mark. Mark obviously had other ideas. We were obviously having waaaay too much fun torturing Shaun, because we both forgot about Mark who had slowly made his way back to his feet behind me. (GGOD THING TOO, I WAS STILL TRYING TO SHAKE THE MAJORITY OF COBWEBS OUT OF MY HEAD)

Mark hit me from behind driving a solid uppercut straight between my legs. His fist plowed into my unprotected twat with a heavy thud and I immediately let go of Shaun and dropped into a fetal position on the mats clutching my damaged cunt. Diane rose to help, but not fast enough as Mark delivered a sharp snap kick into her crotch and placed her in a front face lock as she doubled over. Mark fell backward, pulling Diane down with him and driving her head into the mats in devastating DDT. Diane's head bounced off the mats hard before coming to rest face down with her long hair splayed out in all directions.

“Our turn!” Mark announced as he unlocked Shaun for the corner.

Quickly Shaun took the cuffs from the wall and straddled Diane's back. (WE HADN'T PLANED TO USE THE CUFFS. SHAUN WAS ACTING ENTIRELY ON HIS OWN. AS WAS I) Diane could only moan softly as he raised her hands up above her head and locked them together before rolling her onto her back. Her arms flopped up above her head as Shaun tore at the crotch of her ring attire, pulling it to one side in one violent motion. (THE “V” SHAPE OF DIANE'S OUTFIT LOOKED MORE LIKE A BAGGY “S” PATTERN NOW AS SHAUN, RATHER THAN REMOVING IT COMPLETELY, HAD LITERALLY PULLED THE THIN STARP OF MATERIAL THAT MADE UP THE CROTCH TO THE SIDES OF HER SHAPELY ASS, EXPOSING HER CUNT).

Meanwhile, Mark had grabbed my legs and was spreading them wide with his hands on my inner thighs. I could feel the ligaments being stretched to their limits as he placed his foot on my naked pussy and began to grind it downward, even penetrating my clit with his toes.

Shaun targeted Diane's clit as well, positioning himself between her outstretched legs and delivering a series of short, snap punched into her cunt, grinding each one in deeper and deeper until he had buried his entire fist into her clit. Diane wailed in ecstasy and torment as Shaun pumped his fist inside her., rocking her body back and forth, her tits swaying in rhythm with each thrust.

Mark folded me into a matchbook pin with my legs held in place on his shoulders. He tore off my bikini top, leaving me completely naked and held it across my throat, briefly choking me (IT WAS A VERY LIGHT CHOKE) with it before centering his efforts on other parts of my body. Releasing the bikini top, Mark dropped one of my legs and applied an iron claw hold onto my cunt while he leaned in and began to suck and bite on my breasts.

In a matter of moments Diane and I were both orgasming. Our pathetic whimpers turned into loud cries of pleasure as whatever parts of our bodies weren't tied down began to spasim and flop around like fish out of water.

Our naked bodies gleamed with perspiration and quivered with sexual arousal. I came hard, covering Mark's hand in my cum before he dropped my body in a heap. (IT WAS THE FASTEST I HAD EVER GOTTEN JULIE TO CUM. I WAS STARTING TO WORRY IF SHE WOULD BE ABLE TO HANDLE OUR LITTLE SURPRISE AS I COULD ALREADY FEEL THE VIAGARA STARTING TO TAKE EFFECT) He was gone for only a moment. I have no idea where he had gone, but when he returned he brought with him the largest dildo I had ever seen. It was sliver and two-sided and I had an uneasy feeling as to what he was planning to do with it. (IT WAS THE “TOY” I HAD HID UNDER THE SOFA BEFORE THE MATCH. I THINK SHAUN WAS A SURPRISED AS THE GIRLS WERE GOING TO BE)

Shaun pulled his fist out of Diane, leaving her spread eagled on the mat as both guys stood straddling our naked bodies. My head was spinning. I can't imagine Diane was fairing much better as the guys began to soften up our bodies even more by stomping away on our stomachs and breasts. Our tits appeared to be the intended target as the first blows crushed our breasts. Only when either of us raised our arms to cover our battered boobs did the guys stomp our bellies. Each blow bounced our bodies on the mats like a pair of basketballs eliciting loud grunts from our lips.

Dropping a hard knee just below my navel, Mark pushed his weight to crush my diaphragm making it difficult to breathe as he forced the shinny metallic-like rod into my clit. He slid the devious toy in as far as it would go, still leaving several inches protruding from my vagina. Then, he turned it on. The pulsating reverberations of the toy we almost too intense to bear as I let out a deep prolonged moan of intense pleasure. (THE MOTOR WAS STRONG. THE THING PRACTICALLY JUMPED OUT OF MY HAND) My hips almost involuntarily began to pump in time with the devise, literally begging for it to be inside of me.

Shaun unlocked Diane form the cuffs and dragged her limp body over to mine laying her pussy so close to mine that I could literally feel the heat coming off her sex. The guys intertwined our legs so that my right leg laid on top of Diane's left and vice-versa. Shaun then stuffed the other half of the dildo into Diane. Their was still a good 2 inches left of the shaft after being completely inserted into the both of us. Sitting us up, our heads flopped around like rag dolls with our sweat soaked manes matted to our faces perfectly framing our exhausted and defeated expressions.

The guys both took up seated positions behind us with Mark behind me and Shaun behind Diane. Placing their feet at the base of our spines, the guys each grabbed our wrists and pulled back on our arms in a modified surfboard hold. Using their feet against our lower backs as leverage the move tore at out shoulders and arms while at the same time pushing our pelvises closer together and thusly, the dildo, deeper into our cunts. (THIS MOVE WAS HOT. WE LITERALLY HAD THE GIRLS FUCKING EACHOTHER OUT. IT WAS AWESOME). I could feel the end of the dildo push deeper and deeper until I felt like it was going to burst through the rear wall of my cervix. The guys rocked the hold back and forth to increase the pressure as Diane and I groaned and writhed in erotic torment.

My body as being racked with intense sensations of pleasure and pain as the grinding of our own hips to the rhythms of the dildo were responsible for as much of the beating Diane and I were taking as the guys were. Here, the difference between Diane and I became apparent. Diane was a screamer. (JULIE IS MORE OF A MOANER).

“Oh, yessssssss, yeeessssss!” Diane cried out. “Oh God! Unnnnggghhhh!”

I had been on the verge of release myself and her elicit screams of erotic delight just pushed me over the edge. (IT WAS QUITE AROUSING TO LISTEN TO THE TWO OF THEM IN SIMULTANIOUS CLIMAX KNOWING THAT THEY WERE BASICALLY FUCKING EACHOTHER INTO IT). The guys scooted themselves forward and wrapped their legs around our torsos. Mauling our breasts with their hands, the guys began squeezing our ribs with their legs in a vice-like scissors grip. Already spent from intense orgasmic rush, the scissors hold quickly took effect by cutting off what little air our bodies could take in. We collapsed from exhaustion, slumping backward against the naked chests of our tormentors who continued to grope our defenseless tits. (JULIE WAS OUT OF IT. HER TITS WERE PUTTY IN MY HANDS. BT THE LOOKS OF IT, DIANE WAS ALL BUT DONE TOO).

Finally releasing their holds, the guys stood up, leaving us to slump into a heap of lifeless jell-o, covered in our own sweat and sex. Pulling our legs apart, the dildo spilled out of Diane remaining in me as Mark lifted me to my feet. Mark slowly pulled the vibrating devise from my clit, jiggling it slightly before doing so, garnering an intrepid shiver of arousal from my body as he did so. Shaun lifted Diane to her feet as well as stood us, on wobbly legs, before them. Barely able to hold ourselves upright, the guys turned us to face them. (SHAUN AND I HAD OUR MOVES PLANED FROM THIS POINT IN THE MATCH ON). Using both hands to grab our heads the guys planted a long sensual and passionate kiss on our lips. I could feel Mark's tongue gently exploring my mouth sending my knees into a further state of weakness. Ceasing the kiss, the guys each held our heads in their hands for a moment before each raring back and delivering a thunderous slap across our bare breasts. Diane and I each shrilled in stunned agony as the sweat-soaked slap of skin echoed off the basement walls. Immediately our hands went up to protect out battered tits as the sudden strike brought each of us back to a slightly more lucid state of being. The guys then each drove a hard knee deep into our solar plexus, doubling us over once again to where the guys could thrust our heads between their legs, trapping them in the powerful grip of their muscular thighs.

Reaching around our bent torsos, Shaun, with a quick jerk, lifted Diane into an inverted bear hug, keeping her head trapped between his thighs in a perfect set up for a pile driver. Mark flipped me high onto his shoulders burying his face into my cunt. My body again began to convulse almost instantly as Mark began to lap at my exposed clit. (HER CUM WAS SO SWEET, I WAS LITERALLY PUSHING HER HIPS CLOSER TO MY FACE SO THAT I COULD GET MY TONGUE DEEPER INTO HER CLIT) I could hear Diane's moans as Shaun began to gnaw at her tender mound.

After several moments, Diane's moans became more and more intense and my body began to quiver uncontrollably as the guys continued to assault our sex. I could no longer hold myself upright as Mark brought me to an orgasmic climax on his shoulders. He struggled to keep me upright as buried his face deeper and deeper into my pussy.(AS I SAID)

Suddenly, I heard Shaun yell out, “Now!” and with a slight bounce, dropped down to his knees driving Diane's head into the mats in a devastating tombstone piledriver. Her limp body crumbled face down between Shaun's legs. Simultaneously, Mark clutched my hips and flung me off his shoulders, diving forward and delivering a thunderous power bomb. My back crashed to the mats with a resounding thud as Mark followed my body downward, slamming his face into my exposed cunt. He continued to penetrate my clit with his tongue, continuing to make a meal out of my defenseless sex. (I HADN'T PLANNED ON DIVING INTO HER CUNT, BUT I REALLY DIDN'T WANT TO STOP EATING HER OUT AT THIS POINT) Diane moaned face down on the mats as Shaun, striped off his briefs, climbed on top of her helpless form, and after unsnapping the crotch to Diane's attire, rammed his manhood into her shapely ass. Diane's head jerked quickly off the mats and an anguished scream arose from her lips as Shaun began to pump feverishly into her rear end. Her ass cheeks rippled with each massive thrust of Shaun's cock. Her screams quickly turned into moans of delight and exhaustion as her head flopped back down to the mats and she seemed to weakly try and “tap out” her submission. I too, was ready to give in as my body began to involuntarily twitch and convulse at Mark's continually aggressive assault. His tongue flicked and massaged my pussy, lapping at the warm juices now flowing freely from it. (MMMMMMMMMMMMM.)

I couldn't take anymore. I thought my body was going to explode. I know Diane was feeling the same, but at least she was getting fucked. I begged Mark to please finish me off. He laughed as he finally raised his head from my twat and slapped on a vicious underhanded claw hold right onto my pussy. My hips began to gyrate as Mark ground his hand into my mound. He signaled to Shaun who pulled out of Diane's ass with a nasty cum laden slurp and dragged her sweat soaked body over to mine by her hair and dumped her down on top of me in a sixty-nine position.

“Oh God, please no,” Diane begged, as Mark held her head just inches over my exposed clit.

I could only whimper in pathetic protest as Shaun pushed Diane's hips downward, driving her clit into my face. Mark pushed on the back of her head, grinding it into mine, mashing our faces into each others damp pussies. (I ALMOST CAME AT THE SITE OF MAKING THE TWO OF THEM EAT EACHOTHER OUT AFTER HAVING THEM FUCK EACHOTHER EARLIER IN THE MATCH) Our legs and arms flailed wildly as our air supply was cut off; our noses and mouths buried in each others crotch. We each struggled in vain as were slowly being suffocated out in each others snatch. Slowly our limbs began to slow and then finally cease entirely before the guys rolled Diane's naked body off mine. We laid inverted, side-by-side; our naked breasts heaving in an effort to refill our depleted lungs. Our faces were covered in the sweet juices of each others cum. We were conscious, but barely. My head flopped to its side as I tried to find the guys and see what they were up to next.

I don't know if Diane ever saw what was coming. I only saw it at the very last moment and far too late to do anything about it. Shaun and Mark had climbed to the top of the bar. As they counted to three each of them leapt off toward our helpless forms. Shaun landed the full force of his weight down across my breasts and Diane's lower abdomen as Mark's body simultaneously crushed Diane's tits and my lower belly. (DIANE'S TITS COLLAPSED BENEATH ME AS I HIT THIS MOVE AND JULIES PUSSY LITERALLY TREMBLED. I SWEAR I ALMOST CAME RIGHT THEM AND THERE) Our bodies didn't even bounce as the weight of both guys across our torsos literally plastered us to the mats. They could have pinned up to the count of a million if they had wanted to, but the guys obviously had other plans.

They pealed our bodies off the mats and carried us to the bar, laying each of us out on opposite sides of the countertop with our legs spread open and hanging off the edge of the bar. Our heads laid inverted, side-by-side. We were totally exposed, vulnerable and completely helpless and at their mercy.

(NOW, I MUST RELAY A BIT OF INFORMATION ABOUT OUR “SECRET WEAPON”. VIAGRA DOES NOT MAKE IT POSSIBLE TO HAVE SEX. IT MAKES IT ABSOLUTELY FUCKING NECESSARY! )

Shaun and I were already naked so Mark removed his briefs while Shaun removed the rest of Diane's lingerie and the two of them climbed on top of us on the bar rubbing their stiff cocks between our inner thighs and forcing them into our exposed sex. Not that Diane and I could offer any resistance but it felt as if Mark was trying to stuff a watermelon in my clit. He felt enormous. (NOW I MUST ADMIT THAT THE VIAGRA SEEMED TO ADD SOME SIZE TO MY OWN DICK, AND I'M NOT NORMALLY ONE TO COMMENT ON ANOTHER GUYS PACKAGE, BUT OH MY FUCKING GOD! I HADN'T SEEN IT AS THE GIRLS WERE HAVING THEIR WAY WITH HIM EARLIER, BUT SHAUN WAS HUNG LIKE A BEAR. I MEAN HE WAS ABSOLUTELY HUGE. I DIDN'T KNOW WHETHER TO CONGRATULATE DIANE OR FEEL SORRY FOR HER). Our backs arched and we each (JULIE & DINAE) let out a high pitched moan as the guys stuffed our clits full with their engorged members. Rhythmically, the guys began to pump their dicks into our defenseless womanhood. Faster and harder into our clits the guys began to pound away at our sex. I could feel Mark's cock begin to ram the back wall of my cervix with increasing regularity as my juices began to spill out onto the bar. The sounds of mine and Diane's gasps and moans became intertwined with the determined grunts of the guy's escalating efforts. Mark's upward thrusts were literally lifting my hips and ass off the countertop, bouncing my body on the bar like a basketball, rocking my tits up and down in time with each determined thrust. Our gasps became whimpers of pleasure, our moans; cries of ecstasy. The guys were drilling us mercilessly now, driving into our bodies like jackhammers. Occasionally, one of us would meekly lift an arm in a feeble attempt to defend ourselves only to have it effortlessly swatted away. Mark clawed my breasts, manipulating them in his powerful hands and keeping me held down on the bar. Shaun had lifted Diane's legs up onto his shoulders to keep her down as he pounded his cock into her cunt.

Have you ever heard the expression, “getting her brains fucked out”? Well, that's what was happening to Diane and I…literally! I have no idea how many times I came. My body was being bombarded with wave after wave of orgasms until it eventually could not be distinguished when one ended and another began. Diane was fairing no better. As my head rolled from side to side I caught a glimpse of Diane's quivering lips and her eyes rolling in their sockets just before I blacked out completely. (BOTH GIRLS WERE OUT AND SHAUN AND I MIGHT HAVE ENDED THE MATCH AT THIS POINT, BUT REGARLESS OF THE FACT THAT WE HAD EACH CUM SEVERAL TIMES INTO OUR WOMEN, OUR DICKS WERE STILL SO HARD IT FELT LIKE THEY WERE ABOUT TO BURST)

The next thing I remember was the light splash of a warm liquid on my face bringing me back into a state of semi-consciousness. Mark had climbed on top of the bar and was cumming on my face. Diane must have blacked out too as Shaun was doing the same to her. A light slap to each of our face brought us back around just enough for the guys to crawl back down and thrust their engorged rods into us again. Their still rock hard shafts were stuffed back into our tortured cunts, impaling our defenseless pussies once again. Simultaneously, Diane and I each let out a deep groan and our backs arched almost involuntarily as the guys once again thrust their cock deep into our already battered clits. The rhythmic slapping of sweat soak skin echoed like machine pistons firing off the basement walls as Mark and Shaun seemed to unofficially compete with one another as to which of them could thrust into his woman harder and faster. Each violent thrust of their manhood rocked our beaten and defenseless bodies up the bar countertop until the top of Diane's and my heads were bumping against each others collar bones. Their determined thrusts became harder and faster with each passing moment until it felt as if Mark was going to drive me straight through the bar with his cock. I could feel his warm cum explode deep within my cunt over and over again. How in the world was he still able to maintain his erection?

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity (IT WAS ACTUALLY ABOUT 30 MINUTES OF NON-STOP FUCKING BEFORE SHAUN AND I COULD EVEN BEGIN TO THINK OF STOPPING), Diane and mines bodies could no longer withstand the continuous assault on our ravaged libidos. Almost simultaneously, our bodies were sent into intense orgasmic convulsions. It almost looked, on tape, as if we were being electrocuted. We spazamed violently for several moments before the jerky movements of our tortured bodies began to slow and then finally cease, first me and then Diane. Moments later, mercifully, we both finally fell into the deep, dark slumber of unconsciousness, completely defeated physically, mentally and sexually.

The guys climbed off our bodies, posing for the camera. Neither Diane nor I moved in the slightest as they licked and bit our nipples, raised our heads like hunted down prey or sprayed their cum over our bodies one final time before high-fiveing and exiting the basement leaving our unconscious forms lying on the bar (FINALLY OUR DICKS WERE SPENT. WE WERE ABOUT READY TO REVIVE THE GIRLS FOR ANOTHER ROUND IF THEY HADN'T OF FINALLY GIVEN OUT) We remained motionless, except for the rapid rise and fall of our chests as our lungs desperately tried to catch their breath, for several moments while the camera continued to film our defeat. Just before the film ran out, Diane's body slowly oozed off the countertop and fell into a heap on the floor while I just lied limp and lifeless on the bar like a sack of wet noodles.

(SHAUN AND I WENT UPSTAIRS TO CLEAN UP AND CATCH OUR BREATH. WE CAUGHT THE FIRST HALF OF THE FOOTBALL GAME ON TELEVISION BEFORE GOING BACK DOWNSTAIRS TO CHECK ON THE GIRLS ABOUT 2 HOURS LATER. JULIE WAS STILL IN THE EXACT SAME POSITION I HAD LEFT HER IN ON TOP OF THE BAR WHILE DIANE WAS NOW IN A SWEAT SOAKED HEAP ON THE FLOOR. WE CARRIED THEM UPSTAIRS, CLEANED THEM UP AND TUCKED THEM INTO BED WHERE THEY SLEPT FOR THE ENTIRE NIGHT. JULIE HASN'T ALOWED ME TO TOUCH HER IN THE PAST WEEK, MUCH LESS HAVE SEX. SHAUN TELLS ME THAT HE HAS HAD THE SAME TYPE OF RECEPTION FROM DIANE. THEY AREN'T MAD AT US AS THEY CONTINUE TO DEMAND A REMATCH IN TIME, BUT WITH THE INCREDIBLE FUCKING THAT THEY RECEIVED ITS NOT HARD TO IMAGINE THAT THEY'RE GOING TO NEED TIME TO RECOUPERATE FIRST. IN THE MEAN TIME, SHAUN AND I ARE JUST GOING TO HAVE TO FIGURE OUT JUST HOW WE ARE GOING TO TOP THIS ONE NEXT TIME.)