This story is a direct sequel to another story I posted here called "One Night In Kentucky" which was posted on the "Wrestling" stories forum. I really wasn't sure that this particular piece needed a follow up, but I loved it SO much that I just couldn't help but continue the narrative of Lacey and Layla. I hope you all enjoy this one as much as so many people enjoyed the first part of it. Here's the link to One Night In Kentucky if you need it:
https://www.freecatfights.com/forums/index.php?topic=92384.0Anyway, enjoy, and as always, leave me ALL the feedback be it good, bad or indifferent. I also accept commissions if you are interested!
ANOTHER NIGHT IN KENTUCKY
Lacey felt a strange sense of dejavu as she stepped out of the car and stretched the stiffness out of her muscles from the now familiar three hour drive to the Ramada in Lexington Kentucky. She felt her whole body once again tingle with excitement and nerves. It was all so familiar. It had only been a little over a week or so since she had been here, and though the situation was extremely similar to last time, there were some differences. For one, she didn’t make this particular trip alone. The second car door swung shut as Blake, Lacey’s boyfriend, stepped out of the car and popped the trunk to grab their two small overnight bags. He smiled at her as he came to her side and planted a kiss on her cheek. Lacey grinned at the wide and excited look on his face. “So, where are we headed?” he asked with a clear note of anticipation in his voice as he too stretched the feeling of the drive out of his limbs.
“Eager?” Lacey asked and then laughed at Blake’s signature smirk and shrug combination. “Well…we’re going to room 314. Layla and I made sure that we had the same room as before so you and Drew could get the full experience.” She gave a joking wink and Blake laughed a little. Drew, of course, was Layla’s boyfriend who had watched the last encounter between Lacey and Layla on film just as Blake had. An encounter in which Layla had managed to come out on top. Lacey had been choked into complete unconsciousness, and then Layla had been granted the privilege of sexually dominating her in full view of the camera for both of their boys to see. Of course, this hadn’t been a terrible experience for anyone involved...but it did give Lacey a little desire to redeem herself on the so called “mats”. And so, another arrangement had been made. One that neither of the boys were entirely knowledgeable of. Of course, they were allowed to attend the meeting this time...but the girls did still want to keep some surprises in store.
And so, Lacey and Blake interlocked their hands and proceeded to the hotel lobby. This time, they had been left a key by the other couple, which the concierge handed over with a smile and an obligatory “Thank you for staying with us.” Blake was trying his best to look casual...but Lacey could see just how excited he really was. He had of course watched the first match on video, but nothing could compare to seeing this live and in person. For Lacey’s part, she had been a bundle of nerves the first time around, but now, she too vibrated with excitement. Her only trepidation was that now, the action would have a real audience. An audience who hadn’t yet heard everything about what was about to transpire. Before long however, they were at the door to room 314. A doorway that Lacey had become intimately familiar with as she stood outside of it the first time, debating her decision. This time, she didn’t hesitate. She knocked twice, then slid the key card into its slot.
They opened the door and found Layla and Drew seated on the couch that sat against the wall that was adjacent to the large open area the room had generously provided for them before. However, the two were locked together at the lips and Layla’s hand was inserted deep into Drew’s dark grey sweatpants. Drew was tall and slender like Blake, though his hair was stark black, almost matching his girlfriends. He too seemed to have a punk style going from his small gauged earrings and his band tee. From where they were, Drew jumped and looked thoroughly embarrassed at being caught in a compromising position. Layla, however simply grinned as the two others entered the room.
“Oops!” She giggled as she pulled her hand out of her boyfriends pants. “Didn’t know you two were so close! We were just…warming up.” Lacey giggled back and the two girls went to hug each other tightly as the boys exchanged a mildly embarrassed handshake. Introductions were made all around and everyone settled into a seat. Just like before, a bottle of tequila was produced, this time from Lacey’s bag rather than Layla’s, and four shot glasses were passed out.
“So, you boys excited?” Lacey asked as she poured the first round. They threw them back as both Drew and Blake nodded enthusiastically. “You two really went at it last time!” Said Drew with a small smile. “Gonna be hard to top.” Blake said, nodding in agreement. “Ohhh, I don’t think that’s going to be a problem.” Layla winked. “Here,” she continued, taking the bottle and pouring another round for them. “Let’s have a couple more and we’ll tell you what you’re in for tonight.” Again, they drank and felt the bracing effects of the alcohol begin to kick in. There was small talk of course, but it wasn’t long before the boys began to press the subject.
“So what’s the big secret? Lacey won’t tell me anything!” Blake laughed after they had gone through a third shot after some pleasant and casual conversation.” Both of the girls grinned mischievously and looked at each other. “Alright, alright, you’ve both been patient. I guess we can tell you now.” Lacey said she and Layla stood, looking at each other as if to ask who would do the honors. Layla finally was the one who spoke up. “Okay so here’s how it’s gonna work. Last time, Lacey and I did a little catty wrestling. This time, we’re gonna get into things a bit more.” Both girls smirked as the boys practically jumped to the edge of their seats in rapt attention. Lacey continued the introduction. “We’re gonna be a little more physical. Anything goes except closed handed strikes to the face,” here she paused and Layla picked it back up. “Two out of three rounds just like last time, but, to win a round, we have to make the other person both submit…” she stopped to let Lacey pick up the end of the sentence “and we have to make them orgasm.” The boys looked like they might die of happiness. Both of their faces spread into huge toothy grins at the thought.
“Okay!” Said Blake, looking like a child in a toy store. “Anything else?” Layla nodded then said “mmhm. If one of us submits, the one who scored the point gets thirty seconds to go for an orgasm. If someone cums before they submit, the other girl gets a fifteen second hold of their choice to try and get a submission. You boys can keep time.” She winked. “I think that about covers it!” Lacey said and took Layla’s hand. She smirked at the boys and continued. “Oh, and the stakes are the same as last time…except the winner’s man gets to be in on the fun too.” Again, the boys looked positively ecstatic though they remained silent, looking at both the girls and each other with stupid grins on their faces.
“Enough talking I think. Let’s go change!” Layla grinned and pulled Lacey into the spacious bathroom by the arm. They could hear the boys talking together in the other room, eagerly chatting and speculating on the possible outcome of the fight. “I think we just won the best girlfriends ever award.” Lacey giggled as she pulled out her chosen outfit for the fight and began to eagerly strip out of her street clothes. Layla followed her lead and began to strip as well. “Oh we definitely did. They’ll remember this until the day they die.” She grinned. “Sure you wanna get rougher this time? I kicked your ass last time we were here after all.” She smirked and stuck her tongue out at Lacey who just smirked back at her. “Not gonna happen this time girl.” She said simply. Finally, they were in their outfits for the night.
They eyed each other up and down just as they had the first time they met. The outfits were simpler, as they had decided to opt for a sportier outfit more suited to physical activity. For Layla, a black sports bra and a pair of matching compression shorts that clung to her body’s every crevice like they were poured on. The legs were just long enough to cover her ample backside and the image they presented gave Lacey goosebumps as she contemplated what was coming. She had been no slouch in choosing her own outfit either however. Her own sports bra and compression shorts were brand new and stark white. They had of course agreed on the outfits beforehand, and save for the color, Lacey and Layla’s chosen costumes were identical. Finally, just like before, the two of them pulled out contrasting pairs of over the knee socks as a special treat for their boys. They did love those little accessories so very much. Layla’s were black with two white stripes near the top, and Lacey’s were white, with two black stripes at the top.
Once they had slipped those on, both girls bit their bottom lip as they drank in the sight of the other girl standing across from them in the small bathroom. They could both hear the boys in the other room, talking in low voices. Though the words weren’t clear, the excitement in both of their tones was clear. They were dying to get the show on the road. “You ready princess?” Layla smirked at Lacey and put her hands on her hips as she took a small step toward the white clad girl who stood near the door. “Oh, I’m ready.” Lacey smiled back and pulled her longer hair into a tight ponytail as the finishing touch before taking a bold step toward Layla in return, even though it was not a move toward the door. This closed the distance between them and Lacey felt her chest bump against Layla’s. The two looked at each other in the tiny bathroom for a moment with wicked smiles on their faces. “You’re gonna go down this time.” Lacey said, grinning her challenge at her past and future opponent. The two of them pressed together a bit tighter now, placing their hands on the others hips, their outfits making them appear as if they were a representation of the yin and yang symbol, just as they had planned it. “Go down?” Layla breathed as their foreheads began to press together, pushing slightly against each other. “You’re damn right I’m gonna go down. I’ll go down until you’re screaming my name like the good little slut I’m gonna turn you into.” Lacey had no response to that.
The girls continued to grip each other tighter until finally, they locked together at the lips, fiercely kissing each other for all they were worth. Their hips came together and moved in circles against each other roughly as they breathed heavily and clutched themselves together, desperate for more. It took Lacey pivoting and pinning Layla to the door with a dull thud to prompt the boys into speaking up. “You two okay in there?” He called out, the absolute ecstasy still thinly veiled in his voice. The girls broke apart with a deep blush on both of their faces. “Well...that’s...something we need to work out.” Lacey said with a nervous laugh, still holding Layla’s body to her own. “Y’all gonna come out or are you gonna make out in there all night?” Drew laughed from the other room. He had been joking, but the statement still made the two formerly lip locked friends blush an even deeper scarlet. Layla winked and slowly let go of Lacey. “Then let’s go work it out.” She grinned and gripped the door handle before leaning in to give Lacey’s ear a tiny nibble. “Give me all you’ve got princess.” She whispered and opened the door.
