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    FFF Amateur Night 5

    Sorry this took so long, everyone. College, family illnesses, person illnesses, and computer issues conspired against me. Plus I'm a lazy git. Anyway, hope you all enjoy this. The next story is two of the losing amateurs vs eachother. Also, this one's a bit of a request on behalf of DSRach. Here her alter ego "Rachel" tried her luck in the ring.

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    The penultimate match of this edition of the annual Amateur Night at the FFF is at hand and this time it's trashy newcomer Rachel versus the luscious Italian whore, Carmella.

    Backstage, Rachel adjusted herself in front of a mirror. She had opted to wear a skimpy, tight, and mid-riff baring schoolgirls outfit (braless, but of course) that has a barely there skirt that hardly concealed her black thong beneath. She was the last amateur up tonight and so far her predecessors have not faired well. The only victorious newcomer so far had been that, in Rachel's words, fat cow, Cathy, and she also happened to be fighting Lora who Rachel had seen earlier backstage, fucking her sister. Not me, Rachel thought, [i]I'm not going to lose like Cassie and Crystal, nor is there any way in hell I'm going to have the shit beat out of me – literally – like those pudgy whores Lora and Carol.[i] Rachel's confidence was certainly not born of experience – for this was her virgin fight – but it was there the same. Giving her shapely body one final look-over she made her way to the ring.

    Rachel made her way down the aisle to the sound of catcalls and whistles, her top, seemingly engaged in an epic battle to contain her bouncing sacks of silicone as she makes her way down the aisle towards the ring; occasionally stopping to cup her breasts together and flirt with men and women in the crowd, even stopping occasionally to give a guy or girl hot enough to catch her fancy a kiss or quickly grope their dick or tits.

    As Rachel was finishing mock-humping the ropes on her way into the ring her opponent began to make her own way down the aisles to similar fanfare. The Italian beauty had wrapped her body in a pair of red panties and a matching bra, and nothing more. The crowd cheered as she vamped it up as her luscious body made it's way to the ring and her sneering foe.

    The two beauties met in the center of the ring, sizing each other's bodies up with looks of mutual jealousy and hatred.
    “Slut,” sneered Carmella. “Whore,” spat back Rachel, who's words were immediately followed by the bell signaling that the match had begun. Rachel and Carmella both circled one another, cautiously, eying eachother and waiting for their moment to strike.

    Rachel took her chance, first, and quickly drove a series of punches into the soft body of her sexy foe.
    “Ungh!” The first punch slammed hard into Carmella's pretty face, sending her head snapping back and spit flying. “Aigh!!!” the second fist buried itself into the underside of Carmella's right tit, sending the shapely orb of silicone bouncing and jiggling, nearly out of it's top! “Ouuggghh....bitch...” the third shot buried itself deep in Carmella's stomach, folding the Italian beauty in half at the waist with her arms wrapped tightly around her aching gut.

    “See that, bitch? That's what it feels like to be beat by -” Rachel's gloating was quickly cutoff when Carmella, fueled with rage, drove a massive uppercut into Rachel's chin, snapping her mouth shut, literally, and nearly knocking some teeth out. “Shut up, cunt.” The toothshaking uppercut was quickly followed by a straight-on punch to Rachel's face, that caused her to stumble backwards, holding her face and shouting muffled obscenities.

    Rachel's head was ringing, this was not going as she planned at all. There was no way in hell she was going to let this Italian bimbo make a fool and a sextoy of her like she'd seen happen to Cassie, Lora, and Crystal. No way, no how. There was no fucking way in hell that Rachel was going to let – WHAM. Rachel's momentary retreat into a introspective monologuing pep-talk was rudely interrupted when Carmella offered her own, silent, rebuttal of “Yes I am going to do all that shit to you, and no there is nothing you can do to stop me.” in the form of a straight left punch into one of Rachel's silicone stuffed titties. The stiff globe of flesh threatened to bounce free of Rachel's trashy outfit but, luckily for her, but unluckily for the crowd, it did not.

    Her attention jolted back to reality by the tit-punch, Rachel attempted to return the favor with a punch to Carmella's own impressive rack. Sadly for her the Italian sexbomb saw the fist coming and grabbed Rachel's arm while simultaneously dodging the punch. Rachel grunted as Carmella took advantage of her momentum and used her leg and Rachel's grabbed arm to trip the girl, sending her falling back and hard. Her back hit the mat hard; hard enough to knock one of her big tits free of her top, much to the delight of the crowd.

    The bouncing sack of silicone become Carmella's new target as she slammed an elbow down hard into the fleshy orb, drawing a loud shriek of pain. Pleased with this result Carmella began to pull and twist on Rachel's exposed nipple, drawing loud shrieks and cries from the helpless beauty. Rachel's shrieks reached a crescendo when Carmella hauled the helpless beauty to her feet by nothing but her nipple. Once on her feet again, Rachel dizzily threw a punch that Carmella had absolutely no trouble ducking under and, on her way back up Carmella decided to return the favor with a massive uppercut to the chin that snapped Rachel's mouth shut with headrattling force and left the slutty schoolgirl seeing stars.

    Before Rachel could even recover Carmella took the opportunity to, in one swift motion, tear off Rachel's top, leaving the sexpot topless. The crowd immediately roared with delight as Rachel's large, firm, and obviously fake tits were revealed for all to see. That fucking bitch... well, I'm not ashamed of what I got – paid good money for it and worked hard..., Rachel thought. Those cries of joy and lust became even louder when, much to the audience's glee and Carmella's surprise, Rachel began to cup and fondle her tits and generally just vamp it up for the crowd. “See that, Carmella? They like what they see, instead of those sad sacks of crap you have.” The look Carmella shot Rachel could have done more damage than Carmella's fists already have. “Shut up, you piece of shit! No one wants to see your horrible boob job, here, let's show them some real tits...” and with those words Carmella sexily took off her bra and tossed it into the crowd, eliciting a loud reaction of cheers and a small fight over what lucky guy or gal would get to keep her bra. The two sluts, both topless now, once again circled eachother, cautiously, ready for action.

    This time it was Carmella who would strike first. The uppercut to the underside of Rachel's left breast came fast and furious, and Rachel probably would not have been able to dodge it normally, let alone in her current, slightly battered, state. Before the first yelp had even finished leaving Rachel's lips the second uppercut had already impacted her right tit. “Hope you didn't pay much for those shitty bolt-ns, whore.” Carmella snarled before driving a third and forth punch, simultaneously, directly into the nipples of Rachel's tits. Unmoved by Rachel's shrieks of agony Carmella continued to pummel her tits, all the while backing her up into one of the corners.

    Whap! Ugh! Whap! Ungh! Whap! Oooggh... With each boob-busting punch Rachel's resolve weakened and she was forced to use the ropes on either side of her to help hold herself up. As her strength was sapped in proportion to the purple and blue bruises appearing all across her once flawless boobs, the breast barrage suddenly stopped. Thoughts like “Oh fuck she's going to try and burst them, isn't she?” hardly had time to race through Rachel's mind before, with all the force she could muster, a massive kick from Carmella slammed into Rachel's unsuspecting womanhood. Rachel could only let out a little gasp, although her mouth was open in a large and near perfect “O” of shock, as Carmella's foot shot up and under her skit and impacted with her thong-clad cunt with massive force. As the crowd jeered and cheered, Rachel sank to her knees holding herself.

    Her hands between her legs clutching her wounded womanhood, her tits bruised and swollen, and her long brown hair wet with sweat, Rachel's only reaction to being dragged to her feet by Carmella was to let out a low moan. Rachel was, however, quickly shocked back into reality when Carmella tore off her skirt and thong in one swift, cheer-eliciting, motion. As the audience screamed with delight Rachel shrieked in humiliation and immediately tried to cover her bare pussy with her hands, her face turning red in shame. “Y-y-you bitch! How could you!?”Rachel stammered over the din of catcalls and cheers coming from the audience. Carmella smiled and shrugged, “Slut.”

    Rachel's head snapped from side to side as Carmella's hard slap impacted her pretty face on it's left cheek and then again on the right, each bitchslap drawing a cheer and a whine, from the crowd and Rachel, respectively. Whump! A massive elbow to the gut folded the nude brunette in half, coughing and wheezing and taking her arms off her bare crotch to grasp at her stomach – drawing a cheer from the crowd and causing Rachel to blush and whimper in humiliation again. Rachel could only whimper and stop herself from vomiting, or worse as Lora and Carol had suffered, as Carmella drove three more hard fists into Rachel's soft gut. Rachel was opening her mouth to say something, but whatever it was ended up being a mystery as all that came out was a tiny gasp as Carmella chose that exact moment to drive a knee up hard and fast into Rachel's oft-used womanhood.

    Three more knees to the groin and a hard slap to the face drew out shrieks from Rachel and cheers from the audience. Those cheers, however, paled in comparison to the thunderous round of catcalls cheers, and applause that Carmella elicited when she, getting behind Rachel, applied a devastating crotch claw and used it to drag her slutty and beaten foe (mouth now agape in a pained and silent “O” again) out of the ring and to the crowd.

    Releasing her before a few members of the audience Carmella smiled as Rachel fell to her knees practically crying, with one hand clutching her throbbing pussy. Between gasping for air and various moans and whines Rachel managed to beg a bit. “Okay.. Okay... Carmella, you win! Please le-” “Oh, hey, look, little whore can't handle it. Too bad, bitch. Now you're gonna suck some dick and do it well or else.” Whimpering, gasping, and nearly sobbing Rachel offered little to no resistance as Carmella dragged her over to some lucky guy who had already readied his erect cock for her and instructed her to go to work.

    At first she began to suck on the already rock-hard cock hesitantly, but fear of further invoking Carmella's beatings and a desire to end her humiliation changed that rather quickly. Rachel began to work with gusto, sucking and licking with enough fervor to draw cheers and derisive cries along the lines of “slut actually likes it!” from the crowd and moans of ecstasy from the lucky guy. Rachel even shocked herself with how “into it” she was getting. “Wow, bitch, you really are a slut,” Carmella mused. “Keep it up like that and you might have as big a reputation for sucking dick as Lora. Here, why don't I give you a little bit of help...” and with that ominous suggestion Rachel found her rhythm suddenly and violently interrupted by Carmella grabbing her head and forcing her not only to suck now, but to rapidly and painfully deepthroat the guy. It was not long at all, then, before the gagging brunette felt her “partner” shudder and blow his load deep down her throat. The exhausted Rachel fell onto her back gagging and trying not to vomit while Carmella and the crowd mocked the beaten slut.

    Dragging her painfully by her long hair, Carmella pulled Rachel back into the ring and bound Rachel, spread-eagle, by her hands and legs in the corner ropes. Then Carmella went to town. The gorgeous Italian worked her foe's already battered tits like punching bags, until her one firm and proud tits have had their implants and flesh so thoroughly pounded that the swollen and discolored things hang limp and misshapen on Rachel's tits. Rachel's thankful thoughts of “at least they did not pop...” are replace quickly by “Holy fucking shit the pain!” as Carmella drives a hard knee up into Rachel's clobbered cunt. Finally Carmella goes to work on her face, driving punch after punch after punch into the pretty girl's face. Teeth and spit are sent flying as Rachel's face is demolished and Carmella ends this facial reconstruction by grabbing Rachel's hair and literally using it to sort of monkey-flip Rachel out of the ropes and up and behind her.

    Not surprisingly as Rachel snaps out of the ropes and goes flying onto her back, her hair also snaps. Carmella is left standing with a massive chunk of Rachel's hair. She tosses this to the crowd where a small fight breaks out over this trophy. Carmella then steps back and runs and leaps at Rachel. Carmella's knees slam hard into Rachel's tits, her left implant bursting and oozing silicone and the right one being forced out of place and causing a sickly bulge on the right side of the breast. Carmella then shifts position and shoves Rachel's face into her panty clad crotch and holds it there. The crowd cheers while Carmella laughs and Rachel weakly protests with what little fight is left in her before passing out, beaten, defeated, and thoroughly humiliated in her first match.
    Last edited by Malcore; October 26th, 2014 at 02:57 AM.

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    Re: FFF Amateur Night 5

    was just wondering when another would come out. good show, old bean

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    Re: FFF Amateur Night 5

    Sorry it took so long to read and reply, been busy with other stuff. Great story, poor rachel.... AHAHAHAHAHA, couldn't keep a straight face, sory. That was funny, great stuff! I want to thank DSRach forvolunteering her 'other self' for the beating and humilation.... is she a real trooper or what. *applause*

    In case I forget to reply to the other new stories, and there's A LOT, I want to thank Steve, Cage, Ted Mark and the DD guy (sorry I forgot your nick) that posted, I really appreciate all the effort and that you post here. Thank you.

    MikeJV

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    Talking Re: FFF Amateur Night 5

    Glad everyone enjoyed it, and thanks for the words of praise! And yeah, DSRach is quite the trooper!

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    Re: FFF Amateur Night 5

    DSRach *is* a real trooper, and so sexy too. Great story and another winner for the collection!

    Cat

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