My Wives and I - Part 10

**rayman89113** · July 9th, 2013, 07:35 AM

By the Spring of 1982, Betty was insisting on an open marriage. She was going to bars and coming home late. During this period she started to spend a lot of time with a friend of ours named Dawn. She and her husband, Billy, had become friends with us since I left the Army in 1980. Pretty much it was Betty and Dawn going out, and Billy and I staying home and watching movies and babysitting. Having Betty and Dawn together seemed to help relieve the fear that either one of them would get picked up for the night.

That was until one night we found out that they did not go out to the bars, but went to a condo three doors away, to party with a guy named Harold, while his wife was working. When they got home, all they could talk about was how such a fat guy like Harold could have such a huge cock - they said it was 12 inches! Billy and I were stunned and asked how they knew that, and the girls replied that in between beers, they took turns giving Harold blowjobs because they might never get a chance to suck a cock so big again in their lives. Billy and I started to boil when we heard this and even though we had both tacitly agreed to open marriages, this was a little too far beyond the bounds of rationality. We definitely wanted to do something to turn the tables on the girls.

Previous to this night, I had shared my catfighting fantasies with Billy and told him about the fights that Debbie and Betty had been in. I had asked him if he thought we could ever get Dawn and Betty into a fight. He said he didn't think so because he and Dawn weren't into that type of thing, and Dawn was also only about half the size of Betty (actually 5'0", 105 pounds, 34B vs. 5'7", 130 pounds, 36C). However, after this revelation about the girls doing fat Harold, he thought maybe we could break them up with a catfight.

So, one night we got a babysitter and went over to see Dawn and Billy. Both Dawn and Betty could drink a lot of booze, but it was our intention to get them good and buzzed and then to turn them against one another in a fight. The girls did not hesitate to start partying heavily and within an hour they were both feeling pretty buzzed. It was then that Billy took Betty aside and told her some choice tidbits that Dawn had said about her, and with me doing the same thing with Dawn. Almost immediately the girls felt betrayed by one another.

Betty called out Dawn first and asked her if what Billy said was true? Dawn shot an angry glance at Billy but said, "They're probably as true as the things Ray said you said about me!". This time it was Betty's turn to scowl at me. This eye contact with their respective spouses was good enough proof for the girls and they started squaring off and swearing at each other. Billy and I then escalated the situation by shouting, "Fight! Fight!", and the fight was on.

Betty was immediately into Dawn's hair and poor Dawn had a tough time even reaching Betty's hair. Betty was throwing Dawn around like a doll and Dawn was flailing at Betty trying to hit anything. With a shot of luck, Dawn nailed Betty squarely in her left tit. Betty bent over to clutch her breast and then Dawn had Betty's hair, and was kneeing and punching Betty like a crazy woman. Soon Dawn had Betty's blouse off and was slugging her fists into Betty's bra. Amazingly, the smaller of the two was now dominating the fight!. Betty realizing she was in trouble went on the offensive, slapping Dawn's face and breast repeatedly with an open hand. Dawn was beet-red across her face and neck now. Betty tried to close in for the kill but Dawn started to try and kick Betty in the crotch. Eventually, Betty did catch one of Dawn's feet but with her hand, and then while holding Dawns' foot up, delivered her own bull's eye kick to Dawn's cunt.

Dawn went down and thrashed on the floor holding her injured snatch. Betty wiped her face and then went over to Dawn and started to strip her of her clothes saying, "Don't you ever say anything about me again, you hear?". When she had Dawn naked except for her panties (Betty was in bra and cutoffs), Betty dragged Dawn into her own bedroom and went into her top drawer and pulled out a large black dildo. Dawn's eyes got big and she started to plead with Betty. Betty said, "If you ever fuck with me again, I will fuck you with this! You little bitch, you are no match for me". Hearing that Dawn took a roundhouse swing at Betty that just whizzed over Betty's head. That's all Betty needed! She lifted Dawn up and put her across her knee facing her and then took the dildo and after pulling aside Dawn's panties started thrusting the large dildo into Dawn's snatch as Dawn screamed!' After about five minutes of this Billy could take no more and broke up the fight, throwing Dawn on the bed and asking us to leave. We did and Billie headed back towards the bedroom. He told me later that he spent the next hour dishing out his own punishment to Dawn for losing, using his own cock instead of the dildo.

On the way home, a drunken Betty and I got into our own argument about the events of the night. I stopped the car near a darkened school baseball diamond and said I had enough of her attitude and dragged her out of the car and into the outfield. I told her if she wanted to fight me to get it out of her system then let's do it! If not I would take her right there and fuck the living shit out of here, after not being able to have sex with her for months. She started to fight me and I just threw her to the ground and stripped her and rolled her over onto her stomach. I then freed my cock from my pants and slammed her furiously from behind for a half an hour. We both were wore out from our exertions and laid on the field breathing heavy for the next half an hour. I picked her up then and took her back to the car for the ride home. However, a great thought came upon me as we neared the car, and I laid her over the trunk and fucked her again for good measure before returning home. Billy and I became great friends after that, but Betty and Dawn never talked again.

**drumguy8** · July 9th, 2013, 09:54 AM

i love your stories dude. They are quick and to the point. I like that both catfights and cockfights are melded into the series. Anxiously awaiting the next chapter. Thanks for sharing.

**rayman89113** · July 9th, 2013, 12:28 PM

These accounts are all based in reality but limited by my recollection (i.e., 1982 was a long time ago). Obviously, I would like to make them as accurate as possible, but what I seem to remember are the erotica because it is burned into my memory. The reason that "they are quick and to the point", is that usually in real life the fight itself is relatively short (small number of minutes), with one person dominating the fight. I think, the background facts leading into and after the event, are as important as the fight. One of the reasons that I'm writing this series is so that my current wife, who has had a couple of fights for me, and I for her, can understand what has happened to get us to the point we are at now. Within the last three months, even though I'm 61, I had a fight for her. It probably is physically time to for me to think about quitting although I strive to keep myself in pretty good shape (5'10" 200 pounds 34-inch waist). Maybe if I can find someone in my own age bracket I would fight again - someone like that seems hard to find though. However, I would like to try to manipulate my wife to do a couple more if she is up to it and the occasion arises (she is "only" 50 and hits the health club a number of times per week). I will tell you though, that she read the first 8 parts to this series, and remembered her own two fights, and in retrospect thinks that this form of erotica is "sick". The reason, though, that I think she may still do it in the future is that even though she is negative, she got awfully wet reading and remembering and we had some great sex after. Also, there is also a friend of one of my daughters with whom she has a big bone to pick, about something that happened a long time ago. We saw her at a recent party, and my wife's comment to me was, "Oh what I'd like to do to that fat cow!". So, I'm hoping that a situation will happen for at least this one more fight....and you never know about others. When conflict arises, I'm quick to try and "fix" it with a fight, and I've been open to my spouses that I'll do it for them too! Now with age, it's just got to be reasonable.