Episode 4: Rich Boys and Their Kinks
The Who:
Kaya: 5'2", 125 pounds, 23 years old
Vs.
Bethany: 5'7", 125 pounds, 28 years old
The What:
Nude sexfight at a private event in a winery for a large payout on the North Fork of Long Island.
The Where:
At a winery near Southhold, NY
The When:
10:00pm September 3, 2000
The How:
If you ever want to make any real money or see the really cool places in the fight game there are generally two paths. You can either be an elite kicker of ass, or you can do some private events- some of these may cater to peculiar fetishes of the person paying the bills.
Being as I am not training 24/7 to be an elite kicker of ass and since nobody would consider me shy, I have always been a bit more curious of what was out there in respect to option number two. Now that I have a partner that is more than capable of watching my back, I have let the back channels know that I am willing to hear some proposals.
I remember the night of my first fight, the guy who ran that junkyard fight club told me that there would always be work for light skinned black girls who could fight. I don't know if he knew how that is exponentially true when it comes to private matches and events.
I have always been a popular draw because I just happen to fill a need in an underserved market as one of my business professors would say. I have a pretty face that is just different enough to be considered exotic while still having enough other traits that make me comfortably familiar. The same goes for my skin tone and green eyes. My body is curvy yet fit, I have an above average sized chest and I was also blessed with a fun, outgoing personality.
So it is no real surprise to me or Jeff that I almost immediately start getting requests. Many are just veiled attempts to use me like a prostitute, but it was easy enough to weed out those creepers. The real offers, however, could be creative and exciting. Such is the case for the one I have accepted and will be competing in tonight.
A businessman in his early 30's named Ezra offered me $5000 dollars and an all expense paid trip to New York to take on his wife, Bethany. He seemed even more excited when I told him my boyfriend has to come and be there for the entire event. He said he wouldn't have it any other way. So Labor Day weekend we went to wine country on the North Fork of Long Island.
Ezra owned, among other things, a winery that would be opening the next year. This would be the venue for tonight's action. The property was amazingly beautiful and I wasn't aware of how rural the area was being so close to the city.
The match will be taking place in the main building which looks like an old Italian villa. It is an absolutely gorgeous structure and Ezra has set up the main hall as our arena. A large mat on the floor with two almost throne-like chairs on either end of and the whole room lit by a countless number of candles. A perfect setting for the type of match I signed up for.
When I heard the words "erotic match" in the proposal I paused for a moment. Then I thought 'what the hell' even though I have never started a fight nude, I have ended that way plenty of times- usually in front of a crowd. While I have never fought with the sole intention of causing an opponent to orgasm, I have done it...and had it done to me before.
So here I am, standing naked as the day I was born across from Bethany with Ezra and Jeff, also nude, sitting in the chairs. The rules are simple, no punches, no submission holds, just do whatever you can to make the other woman cum first.
Bethany and I begin to move. She seems more comfortable in this world than I am. I wasn't prepared for just how different it would to be in a completely intimate setting. When I was in front of a crowd it was just one more minor variable in a fight. Here, I am finding that I am feeling exposed and vulnerable like the first time with a new lover.
My opponent's lean, lithe body moves elegantly as she begins to close distance. She is built a little bit like a runway model. She is pretty and looks very much like the pinnacle of the other Jewish women that I have encountered in my brief time on Long Island. Her long black hair swaying as she moves. While thin, her milky white skin is smooth without much definition, making her very feminine. Her small but perky tits jiggle more than bounce with every step. We are the same weight but she has a significant height advantage over me.
We meet in the middle of the mat, with no real experience to rely on, my only strategy is to use brute strength to out wrestle Bethany and hold her down while I force her to orgasm. The whole thing is foreign to me and as we reach each other, her fingers expertly find my womanhood within moments of our first contact. I have to stifle a moan as I was not expecting how pleasurable her touch would be. I begin to worry I might be in over my head, but surely I am a better fighter and stronger than her, I tell myself. I see Bethany smile slyly to her husband after seeing my reaction.
"You like that, don't you Kaya? She says in that distinctive accent with a smoldering intensity that lets me know this she is in her element. After another glance at her husband, she continues "How about I give you a better chance....but we raise the stakes a little?
"What do you have in mind?" I say my mind racing to figure out just what the hell have I gotten myself into.
"Instead of making this a first to orgasm match....let's make it a truer test of femininity....first time you cum, you have to suck the cock of your opponent's man.....after the second orgasm, the other couple gets you for an hour while your man watches!" she seductively growls. I am not exactly sure how that helps me but I am certain that the only way she beats me is to get lucky. There's no way that happens more than one time, so it's worth the risk. "You have a deal" I respond as I move in to begin wrestling her.
Our bodies entangle and immediately we are on the mat our bodies trying to prove their superiority. As I thought, I am much more powerful and am able to keep her on the defensive. What I wasn't expecting is just how skilled the Jewish woman was at finding my private parts. While I have to get her pinned before my fingers can start to work their magic, she seems to be able find a way from any position to insert her fingers inside me or massage my mound.
Back and forth we go for close to 15 minutes. Both of us building towards that first release. So many times I have her held when out of nowhere she is able to counter and dissolve my focus. By this point, both of us are shining with perspiration, breathing heavily from both exertion and arousal. I finally get her trapped in a schoolgirl pin, her hands are caught beneath my shins. I reach back and find her pussy. I have her and I know it, then she bucks her hips. It's almost like she is offering me a better position. Maybe she is just succumbing to her baser urges. "Oh...God!" I cry out. What she did was to get me to slide forward enough that her mouth is against my womanhood. I can't help but to moan and it feels too good for me to pull away. This is how the first round will end as we are both now committed to finishing the other woman or cumming ourself.
I can feel Bethany writhing beneath me as she nears climax, but I know I am near the edge as well. My mind clouds as she gets me closer and closer. From her breathy moans I know she is almost there as well. I try to focus on my task since I hear her moans getting louder and louder even though they are muffled by her face being buried in my crotch. At one point I look down and both my hands are pulling her head in to my pussy. I don't know what happened but my body has betrayed me. I feel the euphoria washing over me as I pass the point of no return. I let out a series of increasingly loud moans that echo off the bare walls of the winery until my nether regions cease pulsating.
I roll off of Bethany and lay panting on the mat as she rises to her feet, her face shiny with the evidence of my orgasm. "There's one, Kaya....." she says as she gently drags me by the hair as I crawl to Ezra. Her husband leans back, his above average member on display for all of us and from the looks of it, he has been enjoying the show so far. He is pretty good looking guy, fit and takes care of himself. So I think I can manage to be not totally freaked out by this.
"Open wide, Kaya.." she says playfully before she forces my mouth down on her husband and turning her attention to him. Bethany controls my head and proudly uses me like a toy for her husband. "You like those big lips around your cock don't you, Ezra....do you like watching your wife dominate her?.....you like girls like her don't you... fuck that bitch's fac-....yes, there you go, baby. Fill her mouth up" she holds my face down until he finishes completely, I gag a few times before swallowing and she finally pulls my mouth of his now softening dick. I can feel what I didn't swallow running down my chin. "That's a good girl" she says with confidence while patronizingly patting me on the head.
I don't think she really meant to get all insulting, she was just in the mood and trying pleasure her husband. Intentional or not, things just got catty. "You got lucky, Bethany....you'll still end up as my fucktoy at the end of this" I say with a mix of playfulness and competitiveness.
"Hmph....We'll just see about that,Kaya....are you ready to get used like a slut again? Let's go" she says squaring up with me in the center of the mat. A quick glance over at Jeff tells me he is enjoying the spectacle as well. He gives me a reassuring nod and my eyes return to Bethany.
We begin round two a little more aggressively, wrapping each other up and trying to prove our strength as our sweat slicked bodies slip and slide against each other. I am able to take her to the ground but she seems stronger now- or the intensity of my orgasm has left me weaker than I expected. Either way, we are much more equal physically now as roll all over the mat, neither of us able to gain control of the other. This time we are both much more intent on trying to assert our dominance.
We exchange pins and try to use our bodies to rub against our rival's intimate bits. While not as directly stimulating, all this full body on body contact might be even more dangerous in this game. Neither of us are trying to stifle or hide our moans and gasps. My entire body is tingling and I know it is too risky for me to continue like this.
It is like Bethany knows this as well and we resume wrestling like in our first round. Again, for every move I make her hands find my pussy, but this time I'm able to do the same. As our moaning builds towards a crescendo I am able to trap her in a spladle hold.
"Your turn, skank.....cum for me..." I taunt knowing there is no escape for her this time as I plunge my fingers inside her. She resists for a bit before I feel her body spasm and her orgasm begins. "There you go, slut....I know you want to suck my man's dick, don't you?" I make sure to finish her all the way before tossing her aside like a used up piece of trash. She lays on the mat breathing heavily and basking in the pleasure of her orgasm.
Remembering what she did to me last round, I grab her and drag her to Jeff. My boyfriend looks ready to blow already from all of the excitement. Honestly, I hope he doesn't last very long so I can get back to finishing Bethany before she recovers much.
She balks a bit when she gets closer to my man's cock as is bigger than she is used to. "I bet you can take all of it..." I say as I push her head down until she gags. I start out fairly aggressively, my hands buried deep into her black hair using her mouth like a fleshlight. Before long she takes over herself. I am shocked a bit as she seems to be enjoying it. Even more shocking is that when I glance back at Ezra, he is stroking away, enjoying it just as much her. I hear a familiar groan as Jeff lets his load loose in Bethany's mouth. She seems to relish draining every drop from my man.
Wiping her mouth, she get to her feet. "Let's finish it, Kaya" she says proudly admiring her work as she looks at my boyfriend's drained rod. "I dare you to go pussy to pussy for the last round....if you think you're woman enough."
With my pride in my own sexual prowess and my confidence after the last round, there is no way I am turning her challenge down. "You're on, Bethany....everyone here wants to see my pussy conquer yours."
"My cxnt will leave yours a quivering wreck, Kaya....but I'll make sure you enjoy it" Bethany says without a hint of doubt as we saunter back to the center of the mat and get into position, sitting across from each other. Cautiously, we inch closer and closer, eyes locked, until we are mere millimeters apart. Without saying a word, our bodies embrace. Our hips begin to grind as we try to find a rhythm. My forehead presses against hers and she pushes back. I can feel every breath she takes as our bodies go to war one more time tonight. Neither of us say a word, preferring to simply concentrate on every little reaction of our opponent, trying to find any hints as to her weaknesses.
We continue our battle, both of us moaning with every movement of our hips. The our bodies glistening in the light from the now much shorter candles. I've lost all track of time and our heads now rest on each other's shoulders as we focus all our remaining energy to answer every thrust from our rival.
After what has to be close to half an hour, I feel Bethany's body convulse and her back arches. Instinctively, my hands find their way to her ass, pulling her into me and I begin to increase my pace. She shudders with every collision of our clits. I take control and force the tall slender woman to her back. She tries to push back, but her resistance is fading as she begins to embrace the inevitable, using her leg to pull me in even tighter.
I watch almost mystified as every grinding move of my hips causes her perky tits to jiggle and elicits an increasingly louder moan. I'm feeling almost intoxicated, hypnotized by the mix of sexual pleasure and the thrill of bending another woman's will to mine in such an intimate way. I realize that I, myself, am on a very fine edge. I must be careful that I don't enjoy myself too much and climax before Bethany.
I regain my composure and focus on the task at hand. I watch as Bethany's body begins to tremble and shake. Her moans become screams and she finally cries out in between her ragged breaths "Oh fuck...oh fuck....Oh....God....Fuuuuuuck!!!" Her back arching, her entire body pulsating until she collapses into a quivering mess.
I am not able to stand after the contest and lay next my defeated rival. The men come and assist us over to the side of the mat just in front of Ezra's chair. Once Bethany and I get our wits back, Ezra brings out a few bottles of his soon to be released wine.
After a couple of glasses, the aspiring winemaker takes his seat and reminds us that we still have an hour with his wife. I never thought I'd see a husband so excited to watch his wife have the things done to her that Jeff and I did. Of course, I didn't expect her to be as excited - or as enthusiastic about it either. It makes me wonder if this wasn't their plan all along, but who am I to judge what others want. I chuckle to myself thinking I did just have a sexfight with another woman, gave her husband a blow job and watched as she did the same to my boyfriend, after all. After our hour with Bethany was up, we let Ezra join in since he was easy on the eyes and writing the check.
The next morning, an exhausted Ezra and Bethany drove us back to the city, bought us lunch and dropped us off at the airport. As we boarded the jet to head back to Texas, I can't help but to think that this isn't a bad way to make some money and see some places. It might have been my first sexfight but I doubt it will be my last.
