Title: The Biggest Best Rival

Author: Monty

My ex-wife Sandy and I were in Toronto at a radio conference. There were a lot of big name speakers from both Canada and the U.S. talking about programming and sales. There was a nice dinner, everybody put on their best bib and tucker, Sandy looked great in a dress that showed off not only her cleavage but also what she thought were her best assets, her legs. We were seated with two other couples and a single lady in her early thirties, Evelyn.

Evelyn was a dark haired woman with dark eyes, contrasting to my ex's red highlighted hair. I still don't know if that was Sandy 's natural color or not, there was always a box of hair color in the bathroom. There was an erotic tension as soon as everyone was seated. There were cool introductions as Evelyn and Sandy shook hands, their hands seemed to stay clasped just a heartbeat longer than they should have.

Both women eat, making light conversation with the others at the table, but never really speaking to each other. Of course me with all the grace of a one legged duck dropped my spoon and knife. I ducked under the long tablecloth to retrieve my cutlery; the sight I got was beyond me. Both Sandy and Evelyn had one shoe off and were moving their feet together. At first I thought they were playing footsie but I learned different as I watched for a split second. Evelyn was trying to hold Sandy 's foot to the floor and Sandy was slipping out and trying to reverse the situation. They were foot fighting.

I sat back up in my chair and leaned over to whisper into Sandy 's ears, “What are you doing?” “Teaching this Bitch who is the boss.”

I looked over at Evelyn and she gave me a cute smile, then after glancing around mouthed, “Let's fuck” at me. There was a bump underneath the table and I mumbled and apology to everyone for my clumsiness in order to cover up the women's activities.

Both Evelyn and Sandy adjusted themselves and then Evelyn stood and said she had to powder her nose and asked Sandy if she would like to join her, which Sandy readily did. One of the older gents at the table mentioned that woman always go to the bathroom in-groups, and he will never understand that about the female of the species.

The two women were in the restroom for about twenty minutes before they returned to the table. Sandy looked a little disheveled but in order to notice you would really have to look closely. She leaned down and whispered in my ear, “If you don't want to miss one of the most exciting things in your life, you better get out of that chair and take me back to the hotel right now.” “But Dan O'Day is going to be speaking.” “Look over by the door,” I took a glance over by the door and there was Evelyn, she was smiling at me and nodding her head. I could tell she was in the same state as Sandy . “Do you understand now take to the hotel.”

I made an excuse that Sandy had some pain, she does suffer from Chrones disease, and that I was taking her back to the hotel.

On the way back to the hotel Sandy told me that her and Evelyn had an instant dislike for each other, both knew that they were sexy and needed to prove which one was the queen bitch. In the bathroom both had pulled hair and given each other a couple of punches to the stomach. So Evelyn was going to our hotel to finish in private what they had started at the conference and I was being allowed to watch.

We go to the hotel and Sandy took a shower and I changed into my track pants and sweatshirt to relax. Sandy came out of the bathroom in a silk robe, but I noticed that she had on a pair of black, seamed back stockings on as well. She came over to the couch I was sitting on and rubbed my cock through my sweats and she smelled amazing. “Keep that ready for me, I'll want it when I am done.”

About ten minutes later there was a knock at the door. Sandy told me to stay still she would get it. Sandy opened the door to Evelyn dressed in a full-length fur coat. I could see she was also wearing seamed back black stockings. Evelyn swept into the room past Sandy but before she was fully by her, Evelyn spun grabbed Sandy by the hair at the back of her head and kissed her, forcefully. Sandy cursed her and the two went to opposite sides of the room.

The two women eyed each other, then on some silent command Sandy dropped her robe and Evelyn dropped her coat. Each was naked under their coverings other than a garter belt and black seamed stockings. Both women also wore four-inch heels. They looked at each other and Evelyn asked, “Heels on or off.” “Off” replied Sandy . “Foot lover.” Said Evelyn. “Cunt lover” Came back Sandy and then the war of words was on. “Bitch fucker.” “Tit sucker.” “You just wish I would suck those sorry tits.” “Sorry tits. You slut, you know my tits are better than yours.” “Fuck you, whore, my tits will dominate yours”

Both leaned down and took off their shoes and crawled onto the bed, the area of battle. There was no feeling out process; they both went straight to each other's hair and started to pull each other around the bed on their knees.

Their bodies came together with a smack as tit met tit and belly pressed into belly. “Like that bitch, like feeling my tits over power yours.” Said Sandy . “Get really your the one with hot hard nipples at feeling my tits.

The girls continued to pull hair until both fell on to their sides on the bed, now they used their stocking covered legs, trying to wrap them around each other. Evelyn did finally get her legs around Sandy and put he pressure on. Sandy groaned and released her grip on Evelyn's hair. Evelyn squeezed Sandy drawing a groan from her, “Give up, slut?” “Fuck you.” Evelyn eyed Sandy 's 34 c tits and looked right at me with an evil grin. Her hand raised and came down with a smack, right on Sandy 's beautiful left tit. Sandy screeched and tried to roll away but she was trapped between Evelyn's legs. Again Evelyn gave me that evil grin and this time slapped Sandy 's right tit, bringing another scream from my hot then wife.

Sandy 's tits were taking a beating but I knew she was not out of it yet. The junction of Evelyn's fine thighs were to be my ex's target. Sandy 's hand snaked out and found the dark tuft of hair at the top of her shaved slit. Getting a firm grip Sandy pulled and Evelyn howled.

Evelyn's legs flew open and Sandy hung on to her cunt hair pulling and twisting. “Slap my tits will you. How's this feel, bitch.” Sandy continued to pull and twist, Evelyn was begging her to stop but when asked she would not give up. Evelyn was an experienced fighter, she realized what Sandy 's weakness was and went right for her target of choice, Sandy 's 34 c's. Evelyn's fingers dug into Sandy 's tits and squeezed. “AAAAWWWW my tit's, you cunt!”

Now it was a battle of attrition, who would give in first, tits or cunt. Sandy knew she could not hold out long so she played her ace. She punched Evelyn in the cunt. Evelyn froze, then one more straight on punch, that I am sure hit her clitty. Evelyn rolled away from Sandy into a fetal position, but that was a mistake, she turned her back to Sandy . Sandy 's legs quickly went around Evelyn and started to squeeze, then Sandy applied her favorite hold, a tit grab from behind.

“Like that slut, like me squeezing your tits.” “Oh you bitch, let go of my tits.” “Not until you give up, slut. Like that, like feeling my wet cunt on you ass, as I work your tits over.”

It took Sandy about three minutes of working on Evelyn's tits over, with the odd heel to her cunt, to wring a submission out of Evelyn. “Say it, slut, say you give up.” “I..I..I give ok, I give up, cunt.”

“Are you going to suck my tits and lick my cunt and suck off my man.?”

“Yes, yes I'll suck your tits, lick your cunt and I will even suck Monty's cock, just let go of my tits, bitch.”

Sandy released Evelyn and the two lay on their back breathing heavily. Sandy raised herself up on her elbow, “Ok cunt, time to pay up.” Evelyn looked at Sandy , “Which do you want first slut.” “My cunt, you can lick my cunt, then you can suck him off and then make me cum by sucking my tits.” “I knew you were a tit lover by how wet your slit was on my ass, fine spread your fucking legs so I can get at you, bitch.”

Sandy laid back and spread her legs as Evelyn dove in and licked my ex-wife to the brink of orgasm. Sandy shoved Evelyn away, “Fuck you know what your doing with a cunt, don't you? Ok slut, suck his cock.” Sandy said breathlessly, “And I want to see cum on those sweet lips of yours.” Evelyn did not have to work to hard on me, I mean at that moment I was the two stroke joke. Evelyn had no sooner started on me, when I gushed in her hot mouth. “You must have really liked the show, eh, honey.” Evelyn then turned back to Sandy, “Ok slut enjoy, this while you can because next time it will be my cunt lips on your lips and my tits in your mouth and his dick in me while you suck my tits, understand.” “Yea yea, that's next time, bitch right now I want those cum covered lips on my tits. Now get over here.” Evelyn brought Sandy to a great orgasm, on that left her motionless. “Fuck her so she can't say she wasn't satisfied, Honey.” I had no problem with that and did my duty.

“Did I hear correctly, both of you said next time.” I commented as the girls came out of the shower together and Evelyn was ready to leave. “That's right,” Said Sandy. “You don't think I am going to give up one of the best fuck fighters I have ever faced do you?” “Don't worry, baby,” Evelyn said, rubbing my cock through my sweat pants, “This will happen again and often if I have my way.” With that the two girls kissed deeply and Evelyn was gone. But I would see her again many times over the course of my six year marriage.