New Mom 8
The guys had come back to their suits to find very tired and somewhat injured wives. Both lied to their husbands and the men where none the wiser. The night came and again there was dancing and drinking, lots of drinking. The women hardly talked and most of the time when they did look at each other it was almost a dare.
Kara:” I’ve half a mind to take you to the ladies room, again.”
Steph:” Great idea, then we’ll never get anywhere in our marriages.”
Kara:” Then we go on as planned?”
Steph grunted :”Fine.”
The night was winding down and they met at kara and Joe’s suit. The men had in impression that the girls were going to entertain them like they had the night before and the girls new better then to disappoint them which could cause suspicion. This plan would only work if they appeared to be getting along. This time the women came out of the dressing rooms in matching black teddies. By the sheerness of the material and the natural sag of their firm breasts both men knew the ladies where not wearing bra or panties beneath. They both took a seat on their man’s laps and proposed a challenge. This was not planned, but kara needed to get the upper hand. Out of the bag under the chair they pulled out a pair of handcuffs and made the guys promise to handcuff themselves to the bed post until the girls freed them. Both guys thought this was all part of the show and agreed. Steph was concerned but didn’t have the ability to question her or the husbands might get suspicious.
Now, the bed was pretty big so when the women crawled onto the bed and met in the middle the light playful wrestling they had shown the men the night before was much harder, rougher and aggressive. The guys actually began cheering them on as wild rolling brought them into contract with both men who quickly repositioned themselves, as best they could, to not interfere with the women. It wasn’t until about half a minute into the match that the guys noticed tearing of sheer cloth and within a minute both women had torn each other’s teddies exposing bare breasts and exposed pussy lips. The guys still though this was all part of the show. Both women grew tired of the limited movement on the bed and quickly separated coming to the front of the bed. Pushing each other back and forth they locked up Kara getting Steph into a head lock and dancing around in a circle as Steph tried to break free. Steph went crashing down with most of kara’s teddie coming loose. Steph got up almost tripping on her’s as she threw hers off and both women met in a thud of bare skin on skin at the front of the bed. They tumbled half back on the bed and rolled off out of view of the men. Kara noticing the men couldn’t see quickly took the opportunity and kneed Sara in between her legs. It glanced just short of making full contact.
From this position Sara quickly grabbed Steph by the hair and whispered in her ear “what the F*ck”
Kara:” payback, bitch.”
Side by side they began trading knee thrusts each trying to land blows to the others vagina.
Kara whispered “ I’m gonna make it so when you fu_K Brian tonight you’ll remember me.”
The guys where still shouting approval though they didn’t see what was going on. Bare knee and thigh flying and being blocked. Near glances but neither was able to get in a blinding pussy shot. Finally Kara rolled away with Steph scrambling and landing on top. Kara pushed Steph so that they were again side by side, like cats able to use both legs and hands from this position. They were within view of their husbands so when they locked legs with Kara’s thigh inside Steph’s bare crotch Steph had her’s the same with kara. When one pushed her bare thigh to bring pressure on her adversaries privates the other increased her pressure.
They were able to feel each other’s pubic hair and it almost sickened them. They wanted to hurt each other but had to do it in such a way that Brian and Joe wouldn’t know. Steph got the idea first. She broke free and while kara thought she was getting up to attack again she brought her leg up to block and Steph took the opportunity to flip around and bring her nimble young body to that they were now scissoring pussy to pussy. She smiled a coy smiled as Kara looked shocked as the first thrust of Steph’s vagina slammed into Kara’s. Stars. That is all the both saw. Grinding pubic hair grating on exposed lips. Pubic bone on bone. The guys were ecstatic exchanging high fives as they yelled “ they’re tribbing!”
Kara looked up at Joe and Steph at Brian and then at each other and continued to fight. Another thrust and both again saw stars. They could feel each other’s thighs rubbing together. Kara quickly got off her back to get in a better position forcing herself up by grabbing and pulling Steph’s arms. Steph countered back pulling both very flexible young women to be facing each other breasts lightly rubbing together as their pussies grinded. Tears coming down each face. They saw it but didn’t care. This had turned into a battle of womanhood. Silent expressions stated “ I am more women then you. I have made life and am women. I will dominate you with what makes me women. The very seat of my womanhood I am pitting against yours. I will dominate defeat you one women against another.” Not a word was spoken but the primal knowledge was there. They curled into what they had read and saw picture of called a ‘catball.’ Now it made sense. They latched every ounce of their flesh against their advisories. Arms tightly coiled around bare backs with nails digging in. Heaving breasts pressed unmercifully against each other with erect nipples perfectly pressed painfully together in a sword duel of their own. Repulsively they could feel their sweaty wet stomachs sticking and unsticking as they breathed and barely room in between for even a hand. Even their belly button rings where scraping metal on metal. Pussies now trapped in a juice filled French kiss as the feeling of wet lips on wet lips. They couldn’t bring their crotches apart far enough to slam them together but the slow grinding bone on bone was crushing their vaginal lips. Thighs wrapped legs curled around each other’s ass’ even their bare pretty little feet had curled toes as every muscle fiber in their body battled.
The husbands where silent in awe. They had no idea this was a fight, they though it was all pleasure for the women. All they saw was the quick pumping of hips. Kara would thrust and Steph would counter. Once in a while they would wiggle to get a better angle of attack and end up thrusting at the same time. They could feel warm juices trickling down their thigh and ass crack puddling on the floor. Probably vaginal juice,possible blood. Each hoped it was the others blood. They were grunting in what their husbands supposed was orgasm. It was pain. Nothing left to fight with but time. Nails where useless they needed to keep pressed the others body against hers or she could thrust harder and deeper and cause her to possibly black out. Even the smell of the others body was apparent. Hot breath on each other’s shoulders. Kara tried first and Steph felt lips on her shoulder and then neck. Biting. Steph just turned her head and began to bite back causing both to squeal and recoil. “You bite me and I’ll bite you back.” Stalemate. The men were becoming alarmed but couldn’t free themselves. When they asked if everything was ok both women lied in breathlessness. The men fell silent mesmerized. Kara tried to move one hand to reach in between the two to scratch, press away or grab a breast and squeeze but Steph countered by coiling even closer so that either could breath more then a shallow breath. Both had been gymnasts and cheerleaders and where as flexible as young women tend to be. Stalemate.
Now the husbands where worried and ordering their wives to separate. They were concerned. All could be lost if this wasn’t ended quickly and discreetly. Steph tried first and kara quickly fallowed suit. Steph raised her head and found kara’s mouth and they kissed. A hard painful kiss teeth pressing against teeth, but a kiss. Arms released to cradle faces. Hands pressed against head pressing hard but looking like two lovers cradling faces and the coil slowly came apart. Ample bosom that had been spilling out from the side all wet from sweat slowly peeling away as sore dueling nipples parted. Bare stomachs separated and finally, sweetly pussies separated with a final sucking sound. Both dug heals into carpet and weakly pushed away from each other. The final blow was Kara and Steph doing a final push with the heal of a foot into their foes pussy for one final parting shot. Stars. Both saw stars and blackness. They both awoke moments later to the sound of their husbands ready to be released and take their newlywed brides to their perspective rooms for a night of blissful sex.
The women managed to weakly uncuff their men and the men carried them back to their bedrooms and they did have sex. Painful sex for both women. Kara thought of Steph with every painful moment of the night and Steph thought of Kara. The only pleasure each women found that night was the pleasure their husbands where experiencing and that their rivals pain must be as deep as there’s. That was their solace.
