A Sporting Arrangement by Teez

For at least the tenth time Karen walked to the window to see if they'd arrived and confirmed yet again that they hadn't. It was still too early too worry but her intense feeling of anticipation kept forcing her too anyway. Nervously turning to her companion she let her fingers play across his chest and made him assure her once again that it was still on, not to worry and that they still weren't due for a few more minutes.

It was mostly dark outside now and while the small night lite cast a soft illumination it wasn't that warm in the outer room. Even so both of them had broken out in a slight sweat and their short, silk robes were damp with it. A consequences of their nervousness and that along with their sense of anticipation and apprehension increased the feeling of heavy tightness in their chests as they contemplated the purpose of the evening. It made them even more aware of their bodies and moving closer she slipped her robe open and guided his hand beneath it to cup the warm, firm, sweat slick breast. Breathing deeply she straddled his thigh with her legs and nestling her head against his shoulder drew him even closer as she let her other hand slip beneath the shortness of the silk to stroke his massive erection.

"You're sure you really want this to happen,” she asked, “like this? “

"Yeah" he replied thickly, "you know I do, it's the same for both of us.” and reassured they strained softly against each other, letting the others presence blend into their own as the door chime rang.

Karen recovered first and stood back from him, a quick look at the other, their faces expressionless, they nodded in silent agreement and with a last glance at Karen Paul opened the door and motioned the two waiting outside to enter.

A silent welcome, no greetings just their intense appraisal of each other as the new couple stepped into the light. As if to give some formality to it Karen introduced herself and the others followed suit and that accomplished the newcomers, Fred and Nicole, slipped out of their coats to reveal themselves to be attired similarly to that of their hosts. The sight of them without their outer coats caused Karen to catch her breath. As expected he was about the same as Paul, 5' 8" and around 160 while the woman, like herself, was larger. Karen guessed her to be pretty close to the 5' 10" and 175 that she'd said she was. A good match up she thought silently contemplating what they were there for. They'd planned it that way knowing it would equalize the fighting as much as possible, at least at first leaving the fact that the only major difference between them and one hard not to think about was the fact that Fred and Nicole were black while Paul and Karen were white. Hard in that while all four of them were professional sport fighters it was the first interracial fight for any of them and one of the primary driving forces for their meeting.

It was a few moments but then Paul motioning them to follow led them down a corridor to another room in the center of the house.

"It's quiet, secure and equipped with the video cams as we agreed" he murmured to no one in particular and after silently examining the arrangement they nodded approvingly. Silently closing the door behind them he picked up an envelope and offered it to the black woman who after examining it handed him one in return.

Not waiting for them to verify the contents of the envelopes Karen turned to the black male, Fred, and asked if he's like a drink. Nodding his acceptance she moved to prepare it and returning with it in hand she asked

“I assumed cognac although actually it's a special little concoction we keep for occasions like this. You'll have to tell me if you like it.”

“Very nice” he murmured appreciatively after taking a sip and reaching out gently clinked his glass against hers adding “the incense is a nice touch too.”

“Glad you like it” said Paul returning with a glass for Nicole and himself. “It's also a personal concoction. Sort of like punk sticks made from pot, along with a few other ingredients.”

“Well it all certainly seems to make it's contribution” laughed Nicole letting her tongue slip across her upper lip and then laughing added “I've never heard of pot on sticks but if it works like I think it will it's a great idea.”

“Well it seems to” murmured Karen motioning toward two couch's placed facing each other along one of the walls. “Why don't we take a moment and get to know each other a little better before we start” and taking a seat on the one against the wall motioned for Paul to join her.

There were a few moments of silence after they were seated but for some reason it was a comfortable silence. They were here by choice for a specific reason and as they warmed further to the idea the strangeness of it seemed to slip away and a more physical attitude toward each other began to emerge. Only a few feet apart, their short robes concealing little they stared at each other in silence as they silently compared themselves with the other and contemplated the purpose that had brought them together.

“Quite nice” began Fred cocking his glass and nodding appreciatively added, “and using what you've used to fuel those little smoke “pots,” most unusual.”

“Well I'm glad you like it” replied Paul with a smile. “Of course the effect does seem to grow on you if you know what I mean?”

“Well I certainly hope so” murmured Nicole swirling the remaining fluid in her glass. “Not that we need it but when they both really start to kick in they'll contribute quite a lot I should imagine.”

“Absolutely” replied Paul openly admiring the oiled muscularity of her dark brown legs and nodding approvingly added “It would appear as if this isn't the first physical sport you've been involved in.”

“Nice of you to notice” she responded with a smile. “A little track and field early on but unfortunately I was always a bit too big to be very good at it” and laughing added, “I do rather enjoy this so much more though and I think you'll find me quite competitive at it”

“Well then” interjected Karen “I can assure you that he's quite interested in discovering that for himself but now maybe it's time for us to go over the basics one more time” and looking questioningly at Nicole added. “Like it's me and Fred, two rounds to the finish, sort of, no rules and nobody gets into it with us”

“Yeah, that's pretty much it” replied Nicole setting aside her drink and crossing her legs. “It's why we're here isn't it. Haven't thought about much else since we started talking and we're ready to get it on as much as you. No inhibitions, no holding back and we just watch until one of you gets done doing it to the other.”

“Well then, I guess it's time then isn't it Fred” and setting her drink on the floor Karen rose from the couch and began to fumble with the knot on her robe. Giving Nicole a wicked smile she said “wanna see what Fred gets to do it with” and as the knot let go she shrugged out of the robe and let it slip to the floor.

She'd never felt so alive and taking a deep breath she nervously raising her arms above her shoulders she slowly pirouetted before them for their evaluation. It caused Fred a sharp intake of breath and Nicole reacted too, moving closer to him and letting her fingers briefly toy with the back of his neck as she joined his examination. Beautiful she thought. Exactly as she'd been pictured with thick powerful calves and thighs, a muscular back and arms and a short vee-shaped neck that seemed to tie her shoulders and the rest of her all together. Her abs were impressive too traveling in in well defined ridges across her belly that accented the dark thick luxurious bush that spread from between her legs upwards to a point just below her navel.

“Very impressive” murmured Fred quietly. “You've put a lot of work into what you've got there.”

“Yeah, I do work at it” she responded. “I spent some time as a Marine DI and then as a personal trainer but this is what I really like to use it for.”

“I can see that” responded Nicole adding “We had some concerns that we might not match up but that certainly doesn't seem to be the case.”

Paul had been mostly silent but now he too set his drink aside and looking at Fred pushed himself back further into his seat and mumbled

“well Fred, your turn.”

Without taking his eyes from Karen's he paused for a moment and then giving Nicole's thigh a last squeeze he rose from the couch to face her. Silently he fumbled with his robe and then slipping it from his shoulders flung it to a corner.

It wasn't their first experience at an unveiling but it still caused Paul and Nicole to move to the edge of their seats and caused an exclamatory grunt of admiration, almost like applause as they watched them begin their confrontation. Compared to Karen's powerful muscularity Fred was smaller although his body was no less well defined and except for a leather codpiece securing his cock he too was as naked as Karen. He had a muscular gymnasts physic not dissimilar to his own decided Paul and as he always did at this point he silently compared him to himself and wondered what being set against him would be like.

They'd previously oiled themselves and as Paul and Nicole settled back into the remaining couch Karen produced the gloves and handing a set to Fred began to pull hers on. Not exactly boxing gloves they were more like those used for skiing only a bit bigger and with a bit more padding across the knuckles. Weighing about eight ounces they extended only to the first knuckle leaving the ends of the fingers exposed. Both sets were constructed of white leather and their only purpose was to protect the hands and possibly prevent an injury and a premature end to the fight. Almost secured now both Fred and Karen silently turned to the two on the couch and presented their hands so that the gloves could be cinched tight and that accomplished they turned back to face each other and began moving back toward the center of the room. Running her hand along his arm Karen found herself thinking he's beautiful. From his muscular thighs and arms , well defined abs and powerful shoulders he was a sleek and powerful dream come true and that he seemed to compliment her own physical qualities almost made her delirious. Breaking the silence she stepped in close and now oblivious to the two on the couch they let their gloved hands explore each other's bodies. Karen had opened her legs and as she straddled his thigh softly rubbed her bush against it then slipping her hand down she gently began stroking his bulging codpiece. Specially constructed for this the sheath extended only about half way up his thick shaft leaving the part topped by the tulip shaped velvety tip exposed. Almost groaning in her excitement, her hand trembling, she mumbled

“It's gotta be different this time. We've done this before but not like this, no inhibitions, no holding back and that's the way we want it isn't it?”

“Yeah” he murmured softly letting his fingers slip along the side of her breast and then up to appreciatively caress her shoulder. “It's gotta be total, just between us and just like we planned.” Pausing for a moment he continued “and it seems as if you've been there before” letting his finger trace an outline around the this white scar that traveled from her left breast downwards across her belly.

“Yeah and you too” she replied using her finger to trace a darker scar that crossed his upper chest “ adding almost to herself “it's good we like it rough isn't it?”

“Yeah” he replied and then his voice thickening. “And it's gonna be that way cause no way I'm gonna hold back when we get into it.” Reaching down he let his fingers slip around to the small of her back and pulling her closer let his now massively swelling member nuzzle her lust engorged cunt lips as he continued.

“It's gonna take some time but when I finish you I'm rammin this into you maybe just a little bit further than you've ever had it.”

“Fair enough” she replied a bit breathlessly and slipping her fingers down to grasp it thickness suddenly tightened her grip and continued grimly. “Except it's me that's going to finish it and when I do Nicole won't be gettin it here for a long time.” Tightening her arm around his waist she pressed her face into the hollow of his neck and murmured “You gotta know, no matter what, the tapes of this are going to be fantastic, don't you?”

Slipping his arm around her neck he pulled her face and let his tongue trace across the side of her face as he replied “Yeah, same for me and Nicole. We like doing it that way too.” and lowering his hand let his glove rub down between her ass cheeks as their bodies swayed together.

Nicole and Paul riveted by the sight of their lovers examining each other in preparation for their fight pressed closer together on the couch. Both were magnificent, their muscular thighs and arms, defined abs and powerful shoulders and backs were testament to the seriousness they brought to it while Karen's swollen tits, thick hard nipples and Fred's massive erection attested to their sexual arousal at it's immediate prospect. It was almost too much for them and with a sudden movement Nicole produced a thick joint from the pocket of her robe and with trembling fingers managed to get it lit. Quickly taking a deep greedy hit she handed it to Paul then scrambling to her feet threw her robe into the corner with Fred's and then turning back raised her arms above her head and slowly rotated as she preened her body before him. He continued to sit, transfixed but then in a moment of almost unconscious confusion he rose and stumbled past her to hand the joint to the two in the center of the room. Quickly glancing back at Nicole he motioned to the other couch and together they wrestled it to the center of the room. They'd agreed that it would add an uncertain element to the terrain around which they'd be maneuvering and satisfied with it's placement they retrieved the joint and returned to the couch.

It was more intense now. Paul's robe had followed Nicole's and for them it was the beginning of their own confrontation. As he reached the couch he moved to stand in front of her and pressing his left knee into the seat beside her he straddled her legs. Smiling, never taking his eyes from her face, he took a deep drag on the joint then clasping the back of her head he gently pulled her face to his thickened member. Looking up, her smile signaled her understanding and reaching for the joint a knowing reaching for the joint let her tongue slip up it's length. It was almost too much and she anticipated that. Quickly placing the tip of her finger over his flaring tulip she pulled him down beside her before returning her attention to the joint and the center of the room.

They'd been watching the exchange but now as the two bodies on the couch became tangled together they began their own dance of domination. Raising their fists they slipped into a crouches and began to circle the other.

Chapter #two, The Fight

Their first flush of physical contact was past, the inevitable process begun and as the two on the couch settled back into the cushions they began their stalk. Karen was visibly trembling with anticipation and Paul felt his breath catch as he watched her powerful body now gleaming with a soft sheen of perspiration move within range of Fred's fists. She seemed to invite his attack and he did and leaping at her and wrapping his arms about her waist and lifting her feet from the floor. Resisting fiercely she struggled against him it was no use. He was too strong and as his grip tightened even further the first grunt of frustration escaped her lips.

Nicole and Paul their eyes still on the two in the center of the room had become more tangled together now their attention increasingly focused on each other. It was the first time for both, the racial aspects of the relationship and under these circumstances they found it incredibly exciting. Seemingly by common assent they stretched out their bodies, spread their legs apart and let their hands explore across each other's body, their hands fondling either a thick wiry bush or a stiff straining member, now almost gigantic in it's arousal, as they as they silently watched the two in the center of the room and traded the joint between them.

Savagely, still wrestling, the only sounds those of their harsh breathing and their increasing grunts of exertion they remained pressed together until suddenly Fred shifted and lifting his right leg drove it sharply up between her legs. Dancing on one leg he did it again but he was unbalanced this time and as she squealed in shock and pain they fell sideways, still locked together, to the floor.

Nicole and Paul were more relaxed now. They'd explored each other and Paul hand was still between her legs alternating between stroking the hard slick muscularity of her thigh and the increasing slickness of her bush while hers was gently massaging the thick solid member between his legs. They were as ready for this as the two in the center of the room, they wanted it just as much and as the smoke from the joint gently wafted around them they were determined to achieve as much satisfaction as possible from it. Almost unconsciously they pressed closer and Paul felt her push back against him as she silently guided his fingers deeper into her crevice. Then letting his fingers explore her moistness for a moment she slowly raised his hand and guided it to his mouth. It was intoxicating, his first physical contact with a female who considered herself his equal and luxuriating in the feel of her taunt muscular body moving against his own he let the acrid taste and musky smell of her sex assaults his nose and mouth. For both the sensual presence of the other and the sight and sensation of what they were there to witness now seemed almost equal to whatever the eventual outcome might be.

The female was on top of the him now. Her big, pale body pinning his smaller, darker one to the floor and her left forearm was under his chin. His arms were still drawn tightly about her waist but she now had freedom to move and bringing her right arm back she drove her fist into his lower left side. It prompted Nichol to move forward involuntarily but Paul restrained her and she made no further move toward the floor. It had it's desired effect though and releasing his hold Fred threw her aside and they scrambled to their feet. Backing away Karen waited for an opening while they circled each other the center of the room. She knew he'd be impatient to hit her but also that it would be best to keep him off until he made a mistake. Bobbing and weaving to avoid his jabbing fists she retreated from the center of the room.

The sound of Paul's warning came too late. Her attention totally focused on the male, she'd forgotten the couch and now as she felt it against the back of her leg she started to fall back. She only had time to push her arms up in front of her before he was on her.

Quickly he launched himself at her and as they crashed down to the couch he used his left hand to mask her face. Snarling with pleasure he forced her head over the back edge of the couch and began digging his right fist into her ribs. Karen reacted with a jabbing thrust of her right fist and while it didn't do any damage it unbalanced him enough so that she could bring her right thigh up sharply into his groin and then twisting out from beneath him she sprawled to the floor. Turning toward where he still lay on the couch she pushed herself to her feet while he, clutching himself, rose to meet her. Paul admired her body now taunt with anticipation as she waited for him and sensing her intentions held his breath as they came together. They'd not be content to box or wrestle now and as they closed it was evident that they were intent on carrying the fight to each other in a close in, brutal battle with their fists. Offering no defense she accepted his first blow to her belly and responding with a short right cut to the side of his head. It drove him back and she followed it with a short left to his belly followed by a clubbing backhand across the side of his face as he retreated before her.

Paul marveled again at just how well matched they were and saying so received a short nod of agreement from Nicole. There was little or no attempt to cover up now both being driven by their lust for the brutal personal battle. Neither tried to avoid or protect and the small room was silent except for the sound of their fists repeatedly burying themselves in hard, straining bodies amid the sounds of their grunts of effort and savage curses. Both were marked and bleeding now and each blow to slick, gleaming flesh brought fresh little bursts of sweat as they furiously traded punches at close quarters. Karen's face was cut above the right eye and the blood from that mingled freely with that from her nose and mouth. Fred's cheek was open and bleeding badly and as he moved to deflect her left, her right exploded on his mouth. Momentarily stunned he retreated, blood pouring from his ruined lips before suddenly crouching to set himself to meet her attack.

Both Paul and Nicole had been in similar situations but neither had ever seen anything like this, black against white, female against male and it rendered them silent as they considered the implications and savored the sight of it. Karen was closest, her powerful back muscles rippling beneath her sweat slick skin, her face twisted in a grimace of savage pleasure as her powerful corded arms drove her fists into Fred's body and he, oblivious to the blood pouring from his mouth, had only one thought and that was to meet her challenge. Neither of them sought protection from the other. It was almost as if they welcomed it and as they almost proudly exposed themselves to the other's attack it was obvious that they had only one thought and that was their desire to physically dominate and destroy the other.

The effect of watching them could have only one effect and as their lust for the battle grew they found themselves even more closely pressed together. Paul could feel her firm sweat slick body wreath against his her involuntary movements punctuating the sounds of their fists and slipping his left arm around her neck he drew his mouth against the sweet, firm flesh of her chocolate breasts. Wrapping his arms around her he drew her even closer reveling in the sensual feel of her powerful body and as the savage scent of her sex engulfed him he cupped her right breast and slowly rolled the thick, turgid nipple between his fingers. Gently at first and then harder, then cruelly to inflict pain and then as she moved against him he felt her her right hand slip down around the shaft of his cock. Daring her to respond he buried his fingers into her firm bulging breast meat, gently at first then massaging them deeper until with a groan of pleasure escaping his lips he cruelly twisted them even deeper into the flesh. A quick intake of breath and then tightening her fingers around his rigid shaft, she dug them into it savagely bending and yanking it and if it were not for the fighting pair depositing themselves at their feet he knew that each of them would probably have lost control.

Sensing that he was at a disadvantage in their slugging battle Fred had launched himself into Karen and when they crashed to the floor he'd reversed that position. Rolling on top he captured her right thigh between his legs and wrapping his left arm under her right shoulder wrapped it back around the front of her neck. She was struggling furiously but he overpowered her and holding her beneath his arm began driving his right fist into her exposed belly and breasts and then downward to deliver repeated smashing blows into her exposed vulva.

Paul reacted almost automatically but Nicole had anticipated him and thrusting herself against him pressed him back into the and screaming in lusty excitement urged Fred to finish her. She was bigger and equally strong and he couldn't move with her against him. In fact with his head now locked under her right shoulder he couldn't even see what was happening. Frantically he tried to throw her off but she gripped the back of the couch and held him pinned beneath her as she watched the brutal mayhem taking place at their feet. Finally, lashing out in the only way possible he drove his foot blindly in the direction of the sounds coming from in front of him and felt a slight degree of satisfaction as he connected with what he hoped was Fred's head.

It was and momentarily stunned it rolled the two of them apart and Karen staggered to her feet and moved to the other side of the room as Fred pushed himself erect. Following her he tried to box her into a corner before she had time to recover and when he finally did she had difficulty avoiding his repeated blows. In a fury he attacked, his fists seeming to blur as punched her against the wall until finally in a desperate effort to shield herself she ducked beneath his fists and escaping the wall took refuge behind the couch. Bloody and bruised, her face and upper body smeared blood and sweat, she appeared easy prey as she frantically struggled to keep him on the other side of it while she regained some measure of strength. Paul and Nicole were still now as they watched him try to drive her out from behind it. Flicking his fists before him he moved around it and when she started to move away back to the center of the room he quickly followed. The exposed tip of his massive erection now almost touching his navel he raised his bloody fists and savored the moment of victory.

Karen, her breasts heaving rapidly, waited for him to reach her. Never flinching, almost seeming to lean into it she let him drive his fist into her unprotected belly and then responded by driving own fist flush into the side of his jaw. It stunned him and as he staggered back she followed and dazed and unable to fend her off he could only offer a feeble defense as she deliberately drove first her left and then her right fist at will into his body. Again and again and with obviously increasing pleasure she struck the sweat and blood flying away from them in a spray as she furiously drove her fists drive into their target.

It was Paul's turn to react now and as Nickole started to rise he forced his left arm across the front of her throat and pressing in against her right side forced her back over the top of the couch and held her there. Raging against him she tried to push him away but she all she could do was to curse and scratch at his arm as he watched Karen move in for the kill. Suddenly reaching up Nicole wrapped her arms around his neck and twisting to the right pulled him over and drove her left knee across and up into his belly. It served to drive them apart but not before he drove his right fist up between her outspread legs. Her resulting squeal of pain and rage was followed by their separation and as they pushed themselves back away from each other they gave each other a last malevolent glance before returning their attention to the fighting.

Now it was Fred with his back against the couch and Karen was on him. Thrusting her shoulder under his drooping head she furiously punished his lower body and not content with her former targets her blows frequently connected between his legs as she drove her fists up into his sex. Nicole started to move toward them but Paul thrust his body against hers again preventing her from going to his assistance. Wrapping his arms around her he held her there, still struggling but as Karen was about to finish him the ten minute buzzer sounded. It was anticlimactic, they'd lost track of the time and now as Karen backed away and Fred slumped against the couch in the center of the room Nicole moved to his side. It would only be for three minutes but as Nicole began to wipe the blood and sweat from his face Karen turned to Paul and after gratefully slumping in beside him allowed him to do the same.

Not too bad he decided. Her face was buggered up a bit but not seriously, at least not like Fred's and a week or so would probably take care of it. All in all he felt rather good about it. If the buzzer hadn't sounded she'd have finished him and he had no doubt that she'd finish it when they got back to it. Nicole was another matter though and his attention seemed to drift between Karen and the sight of her superbly muscled body as he sponged her off. The implications if Karen should prevail were inescapable and he knew if that occurred he'd be meeting her in a similar arrangement in the near future. That too had been agreed to and while he'd been somewhat uneasy with the idea at first now it excited him. Thinking of moving in against her powerful body, not in lust but as an equal and with the intent to destroy it was intoxicating. He would have followe the thought further but his reverie was interrupted by Karen tugging the cloth in his hands and saying.

“Thinking ahead are you?”

“Sorry” he replied redoubling is efforts. “Is it what you wanted?”

“Yeah” she replied a little breathlessly. “It's absolutely fantastic.”

Paul didn't reply at first, his attention kept returning to the figure of Nicole bent over the couch in the center of the room. Karen would notice of course but she wouldn't care. She'd even welcome it. That too was the way it worked and in a very significant way why it worked and now that things had been established, at least in her mind, she was also anticipating the inevitable arrangement between Paul and the big black female. Assuming she'd prevail against Fred she settled back into the cushions secretly hoped that he'd recover in time for them both to experience it. Time now and as the auto buzzer sounded she pushed herself up from the couch and began to move back toward the center of the room as he rose to meet her. Nodding briefly to Nicole as they passed she flexed her shoulders and slowly began to circle the couch.

“Thinking of how it's going to work with us” she asked settling back into the couch then still keeping her eyes on the two in the center of the room she let her left hand creep up along the side of his face and continued. “Cause I'm sure thinkin of it.”

“Yeah, I'm thinking about it to” he replied and letting his fingers lightly trace along the inside of her thick swelling biceps added “think we're gonna be this tough when we get it on?”

“Yeah, gotta be” she responded twisting around to place her back against him and reaching down to grasp his hands guided them around her back to cup her breasts. ”You gotta know I gotta like it rough” she said softly as he slowly kneaded his fingers into the firm black flesh.

Paul felt he was about to explode as he felt her move against him. She was truly magnificent, Karen's equal and running his hands appreciatively down her sleek powerful body he wondered for the first time just how successful he might be against her. No matter, this was enough for now and settling back with her weight snuggled up against him he let the rich smell of her sex, sweat and female scent wash over him. Returning his hands to her breasts he gently toyed with her fight lust swollen nipples as they watched their lovers engage.

They'd both been cleaned somewhat at the break but their physical contact had reopened the cuts causing them to bleed anew. Their gloves were covered with the evidence of it and as they began to find each other it mixed with their sweat to create a fine mist that seemed to explode from their bodies each time their fists connected. They'd moved away from the couch and Karen seemed to be able to keep him moving until suddenly he ducked beneath her arms and delivered a swift uppercut into her belly just below the navel. It caught her by surprise causing her to double over and almost retching she backed away desperately holding one hand in front of her to fend him off. It served no effect and furiously her threw himself and almost stumbling in his eagerness slammed first one and then the other fist into her at will. Some to the belly then as she lowered her arms up over her shoulder then into the side of her face and when she reacted to that he began a furious series of upward hooks to her breasts that drove her back against the wall. Pinning her there he waded in forcing his body into hers savagely working them into her at will until in desperation she twisted away and stumbled to the couch.

Paul wasn't even conscious of Nicole pressing back with her legs as she kept him pinned into the couch but when he tried to move she was already wrestling him even further into it. Twisting to her right she straightened up and using her right arm as an arm bar pushed him back while at the same time twisting back to the right and driving her left fist into his balls. It paralyzed him and as he struggled to regain his senses she twisted further to the right and wrapped her left arm across the front of his neck wrenched his body backwards over the top of the couch. Gasping for breath they fought until the sounds of Karen's scream caused them to return their attention to the two now bent over the other couch. She was down, her back aligned along the top of it, her legs hanging on either side. Fred was already mounted above her one knee on the couch and the other on the floor in back of it, his left hand buried in her hair and rearing back he pulled her head toward him before slamming it back against the top. Again he did it and as she reached up to dislodge his hands he slammed it back again and then began driving his right fist into her left side and breast.

Paul screamed as he tried to dislodge Nicole but she had him pinned to the couch and it was no use. She'd anticipated him and being as strong as she was she was able to keep him prisoned while Fred continued the destruction . He was taking obvious pleasure in it now, toying with her, letting go of her hair and then sitting up erect before leaning back over to drive his right fist into the side of her head.

Nicole was screaming for the kill her attention was divided between keeping Paul pinned to the couch and the carnage taking place in front of her and he was able to heave her off and in so doing he created enough of a distraction for Karen to heave him off of her. Rolling upright she quickly pushed herself away and breathing heavily walked along the wall wiping the blood from her face with the back of her glove. It had been a near thing, from almost having him to his almost having her but there was a new element to it now and Fred seemed to sense it. Pressing his palms against his face he wiped what he could away and then shaking his head moved to try and maneuver Karen back into a corner again. Drifting back and forth in front of her he reduced the size of the area between them until finally he had here trapped with her back in the corner. Grinning he set himself and with Paul screaming a warning lunged into her. A right uppercut to her left breast followed by a left driving blow to her lower right side but that was as far as she permitted him to get. She'd waited, let him come in and took his offerings but as he attempted to set himself for the followup she wrapped her hands around the back of his neck and began violently driving her left knee up into his crotch. Unable to push her away they staggered back her knees continuing to find his crotch until finally the back of his legs caught the couch and he sprawled backwards across it. Pouncing on him she forced her body onto his while still driving her knee up between her legs.

It was she that screamed in rage now. Leveraging herself up over him she grasped his head with her left and forced it into the cushions before beginning to fist his face with her right. Again and again the sodden sound of it seemed to echo in the room and now it was Paul's turn to restrain the frantic Nicole. Wrapping his arms around her just below the breasts he wrenched her to the side and threw his right leg around her back and locked it over her right thigh. Arching his back he wrestled her back across him and quickly did the same with his left then slipping his arms upward he prisoned her thrashing body against his own and screamed for Karen to finish it.

They'd reached the end of it now, or almost but Fred still struggled weakly and pushing herself away from the couch Karen grasped his arm and began to pull him after her. Gasping for breath she straightened up and then reaching down urged him to his feet. Maneuvering so that their sides were to the two watching from the couch she gently gave him a push and then in a raging fury began fisting him from his crotch to his head and then back. Starting to fall she lunged forward forcing her shoulder under him as she continued to drive her fists up into his body until finally, exhausted, she stepped back and he fell to the floor.

Stunned the two on the couch could only look at him sprawled before them blood streaming from his eyes, mouth and nose then throwing Nicole to the side Paul rose and moved to Karen's side. It had been all that they'd imagined. A magnificent hard fought no-quarter battle and now that it had been decided it was time for the penalty. Reaching behind the couch he pulled a studded rubber cock sheath and began pulling it on as Karen lunged for Nicole and began to wrestle her away from Fred as he silently stroked his shaft and watched. This too had been previously agreed to and as Karen fell back on the couch she wrenched her body back over her own and thrusting her knees between her legs to pry them apart screamed for him to start. Stepping between them he inserted his swollen shaft into her cunt and with a scream of pleasure commenced the completion of the final part of their bargain.