Date: Tue, 16 May 2006 18:41:53 -0700 (PDT)
From: builder618 <builder618@yahoo.com>
Subject: Dazed/Dazed 10

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	The day of the Battle of Beauty and the Bitch (as J.T. hyped it)
dawned, crisp and wet.  It felt as though the air weighed a thousand pounds
and each step outside was like getting smacked in the face with a heavy,
wet towel.  Was I ready?  I thought so.  The trouble is, contrary to
popular opinion, I abhor violence and Nic just made me lose control.  I was
a little apprehensive, since I knew Psycho probably had something nasty up
her sleeve and I didn't know if I could control my furious reaction to
seeing her in an enclosed space.  It scared me a little.  I wasn't used to
second guessing my self-control, but too late to back out now (like I had
any intention).

	I hopped on my Ninja and sped off, closely followed by Sean on hers
and Toni bringing up the rear in her Five Hundred with Liz and Tyler.  The
convoy made it to the ring with enough time so that I could change and get
my mind on the fight and off my fearful meanderings.  I walked into the
locker room (that I would NOT be sharing with Nic) alone.  Quickly changing
into my gear, I was ready for action.

	Lex walked out of the changing area, looking HOT.  My eyes popped
out from the sheer magnetism she exuded.  Lex was wearing black short
shorts that looked as though they were painted on, a white skintight half
length muscle tee, and had her lovely long brown hair skinned back into a
no nonsense ponytail..  This outfit, while contrasting amazingly with her
tanned skin and coloring, gave her ease of movement and made her look like
hot sex on two legs.  If the situation wasn't so serious, I think I would
have attacked her and made wild monkey sex with her on the floor of this
locker room.  Popping my eyes back into their sockets, I watched her pace
like a caged lioness, all sleek grace and economy of motion.  God how I
wanted her at this moment, but at the same time, I was afraid for her, not
because Nic had a chance in hell at beating her, but at the physical abuse
she was about to be put through.  Call me a softie, but I hate to see
people get hurt.

	And behind door
#2.................................................................

	Nic finished her preparations for the fight, licking her lips in
anticipation.  No would be expecting what would happen, that she was sure
of.  She looked at Gen, and received a smile that matched the one she was
wearing; pure malice and sexual attraction.  Gen, of course, was drooling
over the way Nic looked in her tight short shorts and sports bra.  If they
could have skipped the fight and gone anywhere for the post-fight sex,
she'd have been the happiest woman alive.  As it was, Gen had problems
keeping her hands off Nick as she oiled her up.  Nic, noticing the extra
attention Gen was giving her, played it up, making Gen even more excited
and wishing this fight and her part in it was over so they could get to the
fun she knew was going to occur afterwards.  Just then, Nic heard J.T.'s
voice calling her to the ring.  "It's show time!" she thought to herself.

	Chase walked in and asked everyone to leave so she could help Lex
finish getting ready.  Bottle of baby oil in hand, she motioned for Lex to
come over to her and began oiling her up, so she'd be slippery to touch.

	"You sure you want to do this?"

	"I have too.....that and it'd make me feel a hell of a lot better."

	"Well listen, I don't know if Nic's actually going to pull
something dirty, but watch out for it.  I have this funny feeling in my
stomach, so just be careful and don't lose your temper."

	"Promise."

	Any further conversation was cut off by the sound of J.T. calling
me to the ring.  Well, here goes nothing!  I walked out of the locker room
and was almost blasted back inside from the screams and cheers that greeted
my arrival.  I walked through the door of the cage and eyed Nic on the
opposite side.  Before getting close to J.T. or Nic, one of his refs patted
me down, searching for any kind of weapon or contraband.  As if I could
hide anything in this outfit!  That done, J.T. finished his spiel and
stepped out, leaving me and Nic alone.  She looked at me with bored
impatience and I just wanted to get this over with so I could go party with
Chase and the rest of the crew.

	Nic eyed me the way a hungry person would a fat juicy steak and a
steaming baked potato smothered in butter and sour cream.  I saw Sean's
face in the semi gloom just behind Nic.  Momentarily distracted by the look
in her baby blues, Nic saw her opening and struck, pinning me against one
of the cold walls of the cage.  I was abruptly brought back to the job at
hand, letting Nic propel me into the wall, before breaking her grip and
pushing her back.  Not letting her recover, I launched myself at her,
picked her up in a bear hug and threw her against the opposite wall.  She
sank down, gasping, but was up again before I could take advantage.  A
quick uppercut made blood stream from my nose, before she was paid back in
kind.

	I shook my head, trying to clear the stars I was sure were circling
around my head and closed with her again.  Each fist I threw connected.  I
pummeled her ribs, launched kidney shots, popped her in her face, and
launched kicks I didn't know I could pull off.  Each time she was hit, Nic
would stagger, but not enough to fall and call off the fight.  My barrage
of whirling feet and flying fists weren't the only ones hitting their
targets.  I felt the pain each hit caused, but ignored it, instead feeding
off whatever sensation it caused and focused only on Nic.  I think I
developed tunnel vision; the only thing I could see was Nic.

	As usual, no one person can have the upper hand for long.  I
overextended, and she launched herself at me, driving me to the mat.
Getting on top of my lower body, in a sick, violent, and grotesque parody
of the nights of passion Sean and I shared in the days before.  Nic thought
she had me pinned.  What she didn't realize was how good at getting off my
back when one of my partners thought to gain leverage in bed.  Canting my
hips upward, I bridged and twisted, ignoring the screams of my much abused
muscles.  She had her legs locked so tight around me and I maneuvered so
fast that she didn't have time to react.  Now she was on her back, where
she belonged.  Nic tried using her legs to squeeze the breath from me, but
I broke her hold, picked her up and threw her, like I would a garbage bag
into a dumpster.  I could hear the crowd as they screamed and groaned and
made funky noises in reaction to what was going on.

	I had to end it and end it soon.  Nic was bruised and bloodied.
Looking at my reflection in her maddened eyes, I could see I was in
slightly better shape than she was, but not by much.  She threw a haymaker
at my head in an attempt to gain the K.O.  She only partially succeeded,
since I moved slightly, and it only glanced instead of connecting with my
head.  Now royally pissed off, I threw what was gonna be the last punch of
the night and boy it was a beaut.  Coming up from my hips, it hit with
authority, making Nic as if she was in slow motion, turn, and spit fly out
of her mouth before she fell boneless to the mat.

	I heard the muted thud of Nic's body hitting the mat.  J.T. rushed
into the ring to proclaim me winner.  I straightened, looking for Sean in
the ocean of people.  I didn't see her.  Thinking she might have gone back
to my locker room to wait, I waded through the crush of people screaming
congratulations at me.  Sean wasn't there.  I was beginning to get worried.
It definitely wasn't like her.  Especially since she had wanted to tackle
Nic herself.

	Chase and the rest of the gang met me there.  Their words of
congratulations died on their lips as they saw me.  I guess I looked a
little scary, I was pissed, my nose was bleeding, bruises were forming, and
my once pristine white T was almost totally red.

	"Where's Sean?"

	"We thought she was with you," Bri said.

	"That BITCH!"

	They looked at me in confusion.

	"Nic.  Nic must have had Gen grab Sean.  FUCK!...........Okay,
follow me.  Chase, ride Sean's bike, the rest of you go with Toni.  We're
gonna have one hellacious shindig, and Gen's gonna wish she wasn't the main
event."

	How the heck I knew Nic was involved in this, I'll never know.  We
made it to Nic's house in record time.  The shades were drawn, but that
didn't stop shadows from forming, giving a clear view of the inhabitants in
on the rooms.  I could tell one of them was Sean.  Testing the door and
finding it unlocked, I walked in quietly, not wanting Sean to get hurt.
Avoiding detection, I walked into the room where Gen and Sean were.  Gen
turned, a happy smile on her face that quickly died when she saw me.  Gen
was reduced to a gibbering mass, unsure of what to do.  She had seen what I
was capable of, both on and off the field, so I'm betting she didn't want
to take me on, especially considering my state of mind.  I barged past Gen
and untied Sean from the chair she was being held captive in.  Not wanting
an inch of space to get between me and her, I picked her up as if she
weighed nothing.

	So preoccupied with the feeling of Sean in my arms, I ignored Gen
and brought Sean outside, contenting myself with a soft and short kiss on
her lips.  I put her down and climbed on my Ninja and put on my blonde
female Viking warrior helmet, while still looking at her.  Wordlessly, she
hopped on behind me, shook out her hair, grabbed her helmet, and grabbed me
from behind.  I felt myself relax, for the first time in days as I felt
Sean behind me.  The rest of the gang came out and Bri had a self-satisfied
smile on her face.  From that smile, I knew she had taken care of the
"little" problem.  Nodding at Chase, I roared out of the driveway, popping
wheelies left and right because I was ecstatic: first because it was over
and second that Sean was unharmed.

	We made it home without incident and raced into my room.  I allowed
Sean to push me onto the bed and did nothing to stop her as she ripped my
clothes off.  She stopped suddenly and I looked at her, than looked at
myself.  I was a bloody mess.  Catching her hint, I sheepishly made my way
into the shower attached to my room, ALONE!  Grrrrrrrrrrrrr.  What is it
about fighting that makes people horny?  I felt like I was so close and
REJECTED and that I was going to explode!  I tried letting the steaming
water take my mind off of my current situation and soak my aches away.

	Disappointed Sean hadn't joined me; I stepped out, toweled off in
record time, and walked naked into my room in hopes of tempting her.  Boy
was I right on the money!  Her eyes popping out as she looked at me, Sean
rushed across the room and attacked my mouth, voraciously kissing the life
out of me.  Meeting her onslaught with one of my own, I picked her up and
carried her to the bed, without removing my lips from hers.  Talented, eh?
As my tongue played with hers, my hands began exploring her hills and
valleys.  My hands were filled to overflowing with both her luscious tits
as I pushed her farther into the mattress.  As I feasted on her mouth, I
came to the stunning conclusion that Sean was wearing far too much
clothing.  Detaching my lips from hers, I tore her clothes off, to her
sighs of enjoyment.  As I leaned back in for the contact my lips were
aching for, Sean, playing the tease, pulled back.  I looked at her
frustration apparent in my face.

	"Awww, don't give me that look.  You know you'll get some tonight.
I just wanted to say you look great in skin before we got carried away.
That and <sniffle> I'm happy <sob> you didn't get too badly hurt <sniffle,
sniffle>."

	I gathered her in my arms and whispered little, sweet nothings in
her ear, hoping to calm her down before her sobs turned into full blown
cries.  What a picture we must have made, two naked girls, holding each
other as one cried.  Eventually, Sean got over her moment and let me know
in the best way possible.  She laid a lip-lock on me.  Ahh, bliss.

	Too excited at this point for foreplay, I kissed her back, spread
her open, pulled Bad Boy's straps tight around my waist, and drove into her
moist wetness, knowing from experience she'd be wetter than an ocean by
now.  I certainly wasn't wrong!  Bad Boy entered her, like a ship cutting
through waves.  This time I didn't stop to tease; there'd be time for that
later.  Pulling out, I pushed back in, not wanting to be separated her hot,
silky interior for a moment.  As I steadily pumped into Sean and caressed
every inch of skin I could reach, she rewarded my efforts by kissing every
available part of me, moaning, and in general looking as sexy as possible.
Sean just went wild with sensation as I continued my journey to ecstasy.
Feeling her grab my ass and her nails dig in, in an attempt to make me
speed up, I did and the sound of her skin hitting mine was just
sooooooooooooooo delicioussssssssssss!

	I reached in between strokes to gather moisture and strum her clit,
making a strangled moan come from between her clenched teeth.  Not soon
afterwards, Sean exploded, wrapping her arms around my neck in a
stranglehold, and brought her lips to mine, claiming me.  With that simple
touch, I collapsed, unable to hold myself up as my orgasm crashed through
me.

	When I came relatively too, Sean was placing soft, biting kisses
around my neck and ears.  Realizing I had snapped out of my pleasure
induced coma, she arched her eyebrow coquettishly, canted her hips and
said, "Wanna go again?"

	MUSIC TO MY EARS!

	I rolled us over, carefully so Bad Boy wouldn't pop out, until she
was straddling my hips.  Sean of course, got the idea immediately.  She
began to move, slowly at first and then speeding up.  I let her go at her
own pace as I gave overdue attention to her bouncing tits.  Making little
moans of pleasure at the feel of her in my mouth and feel of the nub
assaulting my clit, I drove my hips upwards, drawing a loud groan from her
mouth.  Looking at her, she made me pant and hotly.  The look of pleasure
on Sean's face, her hair whipping around like a wild halo, made me forget
the fight and every other worry I had.  For now, everything was centered on
pleasing the goddess bouncing in my lap.  My loins tightened, I knew my
time was close.  Trying to prolong the sweet agony, I thought of everything
nonsexual I could think of and failed.

	"OOohHH Lex, I'm....I'm....I'm.........."

	"CUMMMMINGGG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I shouted, finishing her sentence.

	Relishing in the afterglow of being tupped and tupped good, I
wanted to begin all over again.  Pulling Bad Boy off, I pinned Sean to the
mattress for the second time that night, made my way down her body,
kissing, stroking, and nipping here and there, then lightly flicked her
clit with my tongue.  Her legs immediately wrapped themselves around my
head, holding me in place.  (As if I was going anywhere).  As I took my
first taste of the night, I growled in pleasure.  Sean tasted divine and
utterly different from any girl I'd been with.  Leaving her clit for a bit,
I licked up all the juices she secreted, before getting my fingers in on
the action.  AS my fingers filled her hole, as Bad Boy had moments ago, I
turned my attentions back to her clit, sucking it into my mouth and
flicking it with my tongue.  I felt her hands grab my hair in a silent plea
for completion, so I obliged, lightly nipping her clit since it was that
little pleasure/pain that really set her off.  Of course, I was rewarded by
a flood of her fresh girl juice and lapped it up like a thirsty girl at a
bar.

	We carried on like that until after dawn that morning, finally
falling asleep tangled in one another.  I lost count of how many times I
came and how many times Sean came.  It was just one continuous orgasm and a
night I hoped to repeat forever.