Ch. 4, the Boys? lives

All during the fall, Jay and Eric played on their respective teams, excelling and earning All-American honors. Both teams did so well, they made it to the playoffs, and when they eventually lost, it was early December. Now both boys usually took the winter off and came back in the spring for track and baseball, respectively, but that was mostly because there wasn;t any winter sports they wanted to play. Wrestling and Basketball were fine, but held no interest for either. Then an enterprising administrator saw there was an old boxing ring in the back of one of the old storage closets and decided to resurrect the program. Well now, for young, testosterone fueled males that had a bit of a kick to it, and the boys along with quite a few of their other classmates decided to give it a try. Although apprehensive about their physical safety, their mothers were encouraged by the fact the boys would be getting home much later again, giving them more time to pursue their own extracurriculars. And there was another, more direct reason the two women liked Jay and Eric to be taking lessons as well. When the two boys came home the first few nights from practice, all bruised and sore from the unexpected muscle use, it was all they could do to eat, do some homework and then fall right into a sleep coma for about 11 hours to recuperate for the next day?s exertions.

As soon as the boys were asleep, their mothers began to clean up after them. When they got to the boys stinky gym bags, they took out the stained and sweaty clothes, then almost simultaneously found the boys gloves. Each boy had been assigned his own gloves, to limit the possibility of a staph infection, and dutifully both boys had brought them home to clean. When Jan saw the red leather of the boxing gloves shining from Eric?s gym bag, she knew she and Jan had to give them a try. So after a particularly grueling day at the gym, when the boys knocked off around 8pm, Jan and Eve snuck down to the ?Fight Room? to try them out.

Upon entering, they put up their stuff, then undressed as usual. In the few months the fight room had been operational, they had gotten it down to a science, taking off their clothes first and with a couple of big bath robes to cover their nakedness begin warming up a bit. They bought gel wraps for their hands to fit in place of the boys cloth wraps and each housewife had also gotten a full equipped mouthguard. They put on wraps, gloves, mouthpieces and robes and began pacing a bit to warm up. Once warm, that was where their preparation ended. Unsure exactly how this was supposed to go, they shrugged off their robes, looked upon the nude, perspiring body of their best friend/rival, came to the middle of the floor, touched gloves, took what each felt was a boxing stance and went at it.

IN the first few minutes Jan was the aggressor, firing feeling jabs at Eve?s head and breasts. Unsure exactly how to block, Eve took more of them than she should have. As time went on, the feeling jabs began to get a little harder and more accurate, stinging Eve?s face red and her breasts sore by the time the 4 minute mark was reached. Frustrated, Eve took advantage of Jan?s continual backing up with each jab, and was able to trap Jan against the wall before the other was aware of it. Once there, Eve unloaded with a right than caught Jan right in the diaphragm and knocked the wind out of her. Jan nearly doubled up in agony as she tried valiantly to suck in much needed oxygen, but Eve was on her in a second. An uppercut slammed Jan?s head back against the wall, and then Eve followed up with another powerful punch to the gut. Jan was winded and reeling, but she had the presence of mind to stagger forward and tie up her limbs with her friend. The two struggled, Eve to get free and continue pounding Jan, Jan to keep Eve tied up until her head was clear.

IN the end, Jan;s scheme won out. Her head began to clear and with her powerful right hand, she slammed first one, then two, then three, finally ending with seven straight punches to the gut for Eve. Eve, now bent over like she?d had her opponent, looked definitely green around the gills, and it was almost a mercy for Jan to fire a powerful right hook to Eve?s jaw that put her out for the count. Eve feel to the ground like a ragdoll, and Jan stood over her unconscious form for a few minutes before getting up the strength to grab and put on first a sizeable strap on from their permanent toy collection in the room and then get a vial of smelling salts from their first aid kit. Kneeling beside Eve?s spread-eagle form, Jan gently awoke the sleeping MILF.

Being no stranger to becoming unconscious in their little tussles, Eve came around relatively quickly. Seeing Jan with the salts and still nude with only the strap-on around her waist, she quickly sized up the situation. ?I lost then, huh, and I can guess what you want this time?? she said, eyeing the admirable dong attached to Jan;s waist.

?Yep? Jan replied, and without further ado flipped Eve?s legs over and walking behind, grabbed Eve?s hips and pulled them up into classic doggie style positioning. Eve sighed, in the predictability of her friend?s wants and the anticipation of the pleasure her lover?s domineering attitude usually imparted into her victory fucking. Grasping Eve?s hips with one hand, she began to diddle Eve?s already wet snatch with experienced fingers. As Eve began to moan as the fingers found their mark, Jan pulled back with the other hand and thrust her hips forward, the sizable dildo sliding into Eve?s pussy with a wet squelch. Eve?s moans now took on a louder and higher pitch as the dong buried itself to the hilt in Eve?s fuzzy lovebox. Jan began a rocking motion, still with one hand on Eve?s hip, to really control the fucking of her favorite pet toy. The dildo was hitting all the right spots around the inside of Eve?s vagina, and she felt the unquenchable need soon.

?Oh fuck, oh fuck, I;m so close mistress, so close?? she panted. Jan paid heed to Eve?s words, and briefly withdrawing from Eve?s vagina, flipped her over again so that Eve was on her back and using her strength, curled her friend?s body, ass up in the air, back into almost a C-shape. Jan;s strong arm was enough to hold her friend?s ass up as she stepped forward and slammed the dildo in again, keeping a methodical pounding on Eve?s wet love hole, further increasing the rhythym to the volume of her friend?s moans. With her free hand, Jan began playing with her own drenched snatch as well, teasing her own clit even as her hips rammed the fake penis into her friend?s. Eve, knowing from experience what her friend desires, reached up with both hands and began to stroke and play with her clit and pussy, finding even in this awkward position can she cause her friend a bit of pleasure, and receive a lot in return.
They stay coupled like this for a few minutes until Eve?s finger slips from Jan?s pussy and strays higher, brushing the sensitive flesh around her puckered asshole. Unprepared for such an intrusion, the nerves in Jan;s ass react like firecrackers from just that little touch. Eve pulls her fingers away immediately, but upon hearing Jan;s increased moans, goes back to the folded skin around Jan;s little rosebud and keeps caressing it, driving more endorphins to Jan;s brain and sending the pleasant sensations skyrocketing. Jan increased the pace of fucking Eve?s pussy as well, getting a nice rhythym going for both women, driving the libidos of the two at a frentic pace until Eve accidently brushes her finger on the tight, compacted muscle of Jan;s anus again, at which point Jan loses control. Her body goes rigid, midstroke in Eve?s pussy, and it is all her tired arms can do to hold her lover?s ass up in the air as her impacted pussy lets forth a torrent of pungent girl juice. The load falls directly onto Eve;s face and upper body, in such a copious amount that for a moment she is afraid of drowning in her friend?s love juice. After unleashing her tidal flood of shmagma, it is all Jan can do to take her toy out of Eve, let her friend?s lower body down gently, then step off of her and collapse 3 feet away on the floor, spread eagle and gasping with no energy left. After wiping the torrent of jism from her eyes, Eve crawls over to her friend to check that she is Ok. After observing only the aftereffects of a massive orgasm, she lays quietly by the side of her still gasping friend to await her side of the story. Eventually, Jan;s breathing slowed, and she curled her limbs in to give her more body heat. Eve could not wait any longer ?How was is??

?Oh my god, it was awesome, heavenly even. Who knew that caressing the opening of something I had previously considered an exit-only port would be so good?? replied Jan. Eve laughed.

?So, I;m guessing from your description, we are going to have to try something like this again, even if it is only once?? she asked innocently. The response was immediate.

?Fuck yes we are, even if it is only once, but if we do this the right way, we can both get the benefit out of it, instead of just having some prick shoving it up our butts when we don?t want it,? Jan replied. Eve nodded, she had had a nightmare?s experience of anal once when her ex-husband had been drunk. But, she consoled herself, that had been when she had been 19 years old, with an abusive, alcoholic partner, and still hung up on the ?white picket fence? ideals that had been drilled into her from her parents and small town upbringing. None of those applied any longer, and knowing she had a partner that would stop doing anything she did not feel entirely comfortable with was very comforting. Plus, knowing what she got to do when she had her way with the loser in a regular catfight, and lessening the provisos and pushing the boundaries a bit more made her juices flow even more with the added promise of a winner-fucks-loser?s-ass fight. She became wet just thinking about it, and Jan, seeing the lust and desire in her eyes to compete and see whom fucks whom anally first, smiled and nuzzled closer to Eve to cuddle and work themselves up for their next fight, celebrating what she was sure was going to be her victory. Seeing the mirrored resolve in Jan;s eyes, she pulled her lover closer and kissed her gently.

?Next time we meet like this, I will have the pleasure of putting my tender meat stick to your asshole,? Eve replied lustily. Jan smiled cattily back.

?And I cannot wait to make you lick mine,? she purred?..