This craziness, a wrestling match between me and Karen, was a direct result of a long video Jody sent that featured a wrestling match between two young women, one black, one white, that ended with the white woman thoroughly besting and humiliating the black woman. Both Jody and Molly concluded that would never be the case in real life and decided I'd have to wrestle Karen to reverse this nonsense. Keep in mind that Karen is about 30 years younger than me. Nonetheless, this crazy idea came to fruition on Sunday April 26th.
The afternoon went quite well by Molly's standards. Sheryl and I knew that Karen was coming and bringing a friend. Our surprise was that it was Jamey though Marianne seemed well clued in on that. We were dressed in lingerie, hose, heels, sheer robes, what I call tastefully slutty. After warm hugs and remarks among everybody, drinks and snacks, Molly kept the conversation flowing and frequent exchanged whispers with Karen which somewhat puzzled me. In short order, the doorbell rang. Molly told her mom to answer the door, it was probably for her. I tagged along behind Sherrie and to my total surprise, there stood two back women who I immediately recognized as Karen’s friend, Erica, and her mom, Jill, neither of whom I’d seen in nearly two years. I was stunned. Jill looked at Sherrie like she was staring at sin itself, introduced herself and said they were here for the party. I about flipped out and Sheryl was speechless. Molly took charge and invited them in.
The gist of this whole thing was, Erica and Marianne attend the same college, not the same one Molly goes to, and know each other casually. Marianne sometimes mentions in conversation a black girl, Erica, but neither Molly nor I had put the twos and twos together that it’s the same Erica I’ve fucked. But in planning this little event, Molly wanted someone else besides Jamey to keep her mom jumping and humiliated and told Karen that. They went through Karen’s litany of friends and Erica’s name kept popping up. Molly brought Marianne into the loop and had her ask Erica if she knew me and was she a friend of Karen. The connection was made and Molly, Marianne and Karen quickly pounced on the idea of having Erica be the mystery guest. Then Erica, when she found out I’d be present, said her mom still wanted to see me again. So through Marianne’s conniving with Molly’s blessing, they both became the mystery guests.
All of us went back to the family room again for more conversation, drinks and snacks. Sheryl was visibly nervous and I wasn’t too far from that. I didn’t know how this would ever work out but Jill, who is one classy well-bred professional lady told Sheryl she had nothing to fret about; she knew the lay of the land and her relationship with Erica was just as intimate as hers was with Molly. Jill kissed Sheryl and told her she, too, was living the life. That calmed Sherrie. And I know that to be a fact, that they’re lovers without the hierarchy of one being in servitude to the other.
When we’d gotten rid of all the butterflies and Sheryl’s perception that her secret of being Molly’s slut was out in the open in front of another woman, things calmed down.
Molly then ushered all of us down to the rec room where I'd previously assembled an impromptu wrestling mat of yoga mats taped together. She was the perfect little mistress of ceremonies and kept everything flowing with conversation. Sheryl was slightly nervous about Jamey being there but didn't make too much of a fuss. Jamey sat against her on the wicker sofa. Marianne, Erica and Jill settled on the other. When Molly judged the time was ripe, she popped your video up on her laptop and projected it onto the TV. As we watched, she, and Karen, agreed no self-respecting black woman would let a white woman win a contest like this. Jill was in stitches. Halfway into the video all of us were laughing and talking like we’d known each other from the get go. Molly had me go to the sauna bathroom, shed the lingerie, and change into this string bikini. After I did, Karen used the bathroom to change into her bikini.
Molly demanded three 8-minute rounds just like in the video. I knew where this would end and that I'd never last against Karen, but I joined her on the mat. Molly used her iPhone to time the rounds. We began.
Karen had me pinned in probably about a minute and scissored her legs around my head, my face in her cunt. She’d let me up, then pin me again. Probably halfway through the first round, my bikini was gone and the match, if you could call if that, continued with me naked until the timer buzzed ending round one.
Between rounds, I noticed Sherrie was fondling Jamey and Erica and Jill had Marianne sandwiched between them and were stealing kisses from her.
After a one minute break, we started round two. I was exhausted and sweating. I can't began to describe the holds or sequence of things but somewhere in round two she has me on my back, her pussy smashed over my face, me eating her while she had my legs pulled back, spanked my cunt and had her fingers up my cunt and ass until I came. She let me free and before I could get my breath, she had me pinned again and fingered me off again. I was useless and she literally wiped the floor with me. Her fingers going from my cunt to my mouth, mauling my tits, pulling my hair. You name it, she did it. She had me eat her off.
Round three never really happened. Well, sort of. It started but she pinned me immediately, got rope from Molly and tied my wrists behind me and tied my ankles back against my thighs. She got the strappy and fucked me into next week then dragged me off the mat and told Marianne she wanted her next. Marianne demurred but Jill told her to for it and pushed her off the sofa.
Marianne was shaking. Molly told her to strip to bra and panties and get on the mat. A new match began, Karen not showing the least bit of fatigue. Marianne was pretty good at first. She gave Karen a battle for most of round one until Karen ripped her bra off. Jill was ecstatic at seeing Marianne’s boobs. Then she became protective of her big tits and Karen wrestled her into submission just before the buzzer sounded. When round two began, she pinned her and had her face in her pussy. She pulled Marianne's panties off then went after Marianne's big tits like crazy. Marianne screamed that she gave up. Karen had her head locked between her thighs and had her eat her pussy. She then put the strappy back on and fucked her.
From my vantage point, I watched Sheryl and Jamey. They were getting closer together, hotter by the minute, and Sheryl had her hands under Jamey's clothes, engaged in deep kissing. While Karen was fucking Marianne, Sheryl was letting Jamey undo her robe and unclasp her bra. She was hugging her, holding her and they were kissing nonstop. Jamey had on pink mesh nose and a micro mini which Sherrie had up around her waist.
Meanwhile, Jill was leaning forward shouting at Karen to fuck that big boobed slut.
Karen had tied Marianne the same way that she tied me and started fucking her ass. It was hot. Marianne was lost in space. Karen stopped fucking her long enough to tie her tits; that's a huge weakness and turn on for Marianne, sort of her secret guilt if you follow me. To my knowledge, no black girl had ever taken her tits that way. She started fucking her again and had Marianne sobbing yet begging to be fucked more.
Karen dragged Marianne over to where I was just off the mat, put me on my back and Marianne on top of me so we were in a 69 position. She told us to suck each other off, then she knelt so she had access to Marianne ass, right over my face, and started fucking her ass again.
Jill had crawled off the sofa and was about 12” away from Marianne as she was getting fucked. Molly worked her way over to Erica and was making out with her.
Sheryl seemed to want more privacy with Jamey and told everybody they were going upstairs to her bedroom and there were plenty of beds in the house for everybody to use if they got tired of making out on the sofas and floors.
And indeed that’s what happened. Jill immediately claimed Marianne, untied her legs and they went to her bedroom. Molly and Erica were half naked on the sofa so Karen untied me and we went to my bedroom. Eventually Molly and Erica found their way to Molly’s bed. My bedroom is at a pretty good vantage point close to the top of the stairs and directly across the upstairs hall from Molly’s so I have a good idea of whose coming and going plus my door wasn’t shut. For about two hours the whole house was nothing but moaning and groaning. Karen was spanking and fucking me, Marianne was screaming her head off, Jill yelling that she wanted those tits. Then Karen and I saw Jill, naked as a baby, dragging Marianne into Molly’s bedroom. After a few minutes Karen and I slipped in to watch. Marianne was tied up, especially her huge tits, she was kneeling over Erica who was sucking her pussy while Jill was slapping and sucking Marianne’s tits. I have never seen Marianne so animated, so totally lost in subspace and cumming as much as she did.
When that scene finished, Molly took Jill and Erica downstairs to Sheryl’s bedroom and sent Jamey upstairs. That left me, Marianne, Karen and Jamey together and Jill and Erica behind closed doors with Sheryl and Molly. Just thinking about it made me ache. I ate Jamey and Karen fucked Marianne again and told her black girls would form a line around the block to play with those white tits.
Around 6:30 most of this wound down, at least in our upstairs slut room. We went down to Sherrie’s room, the door was locked and Molly said they’d be through in a few minutes, to go order a pizza. In case you didn’t know, pizza is Molly’s all-time favorite meal after she had fabulous sex. So I took charge of that and ordered pizzas and salad.
A few minutes later, the two mother daughter combo’s emerged, all half naked or barely clad. Sheryl, in a white lace open short robe, had this just fucked glow all over her body, quite a few love bites on her neck and tits, one fucked out swollen pussy and spank marks on her ass. I giggled. Jill was on cloud nine and acting like she was about 16 instead of mid-40’s.
We munched on pizza, talked a little bit then Karen and Jamey left around 8:00, mainly because of homework she had to do before class on Monday. Jill and Erica stayed until around 9:00 then after a lingering round of kisses, intense hugs and I love you’s, they left.
Sheryl just wanted to be alone then fall asleep. Somehow that seemed appropriate. I tended to Marianne whose tits were covered in small bruises. She cried in my arms about how naughty she’d been and how much she’d let go. I told her she’d needed this for a long time and not to be ashamed of anything she’d done but to relish it and when she was ready, to do it again. Marianne confessed that she’d always had the hots for Erica and now that she’d met Jill, she felt like she was in a dream.
There is little doubt in my mind that we’ll see a lot more of Jill and Erica. Sheryl digs professional, high class black women and Jill is all of that and then some. Plus both Jill and Erica seem to have this wild desire for Marianne’s abundant assets.
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