My second wife, Betty, had a girlfriend that she had met because she was our girls' Brownie Scout leader. There were only 2 things that kept them from being best friends. First, Veronica had a huge set of tits (50DD) that Betty envied although she always said she didn't. Second, Betty was very prejudiced and Veronica's taste in men was black. Veronica constantly taunted Betty with both.

Frequently I made the trip from the University of Wisconsin to Canada to see my girls. Betty, although she was now living with a tow truck driver, would usually let me stay in the guest bedroom. About 6 months to a year after we split up, I was visiting, and Tony her tow truck driver was out of town on a long haul. Also, staying with her that weekend was Veronica because she was in the process of moving from one apartment to another. Right away, when I found out the situation, I thought catfight! Veronica was an amazon compared to Betty but Betty had about enough of Veronica's needling her in front of me about her tit size. Worst case, I thought for sure that I'd be getting a lay from one of them. However, things seemed to simmer down and Betty went off to bed and Veronica went off to the guest room and I headed for the couch. While I was so hard I had a tough time getting to sleep, the first night was uneventful.

The next morning I woke up and played with the girls for a little while before breakfast. We were just starting to eating our breakfast when Veronica came down from the guest room with her black boyfriend in tow. The smoke started to rise from Betty's head! "What is he doing here?" Veronica, like it was pre-ordained, simply said, "He was staying with me last night!". I could tell that Betty's smouldering embers would soon break out into fire!

Within about an hour, Betty's sister, Sharon, came over to pick up the girls to go to her house to play with their cousins. I asked Betty if I could go with the girls as I had limited time to see them. Betty whispered in my ear, "I need you here". At first, I was pretty dense about it, but soon after Sharon left, I found out what she meant.

Over coffee, Betty asked Barry, Veronica's boyfriend, how it was to "fuck a white woman". Barry looked really uneasy, and Veronica looked shocked and started to say something, when Barry came back with, "I'm sure you'd like to find out". Barry, a huge man himself, looked at me menacingly as if to say "stay out of this". Veronica started to speak again when Betty said, "No way, asshole. I only do my own kind". Barry retorted, "You only like little dicks?", and Veronica finally blurted out, "Barry is probably bigger than Ray and your old man put together!". Betty shot me a cold glance like "why don't you say something". Veronica zinged her again with, "Barry, or most any black man, would make you a new woman and take some of that uppity racial shit out of you!". Betty feeling totally outnumbered said straight-out to Veronica, "I'm a whole lot better woman than you because I don't have to go out of my race to get laid". (Truth be told, Veronica looked better than Betty in every way and this just wasn't true, but it got to Veronica!)

Veronica reached over and grabbed Betty's football jersey that she was wearing and said, "Let's go and find out then who's the better woman". Betty was eager to show up Veronica in front of me and Barry and said, "I'll be shoving those tits up your cunt before we're done!". As both women were in what they had worn to bed, I could see that neither had bras on and the fight would probably be topless to start! Betty led Veronica to the living room and Barry and I cleared the floor. Betty said although the men where there as seconds there would be no interference and the fight would be to submission. I wondered if I could take Veronica let alone Barry, so there wasn't much interfering I was planning to do. Curiously, Betty reached into a drawer in a colonial end table and pulled out the "fighting mittens". I also wondered how many times she had fought here in this room.

If I was a betting man, there was no way I would bet on Betty. Veronica was at least 6', about 160 pounds and Betty was 5'7" and about 130 pounds. This looked like an easy win for Veronica, further enhanced by the fact that she didn't smoke and Betty did. I could see Barry visibly licking his chops in anticipation of his fighter's impending victory. I was so hard now that I couldn't stand it, but I didn't know if I had any chance, once this was all over, at one of the pussies.

Betty rushed at Veronica and started slapping and punching her. The ladies fought standing up for the first few minutes and it looked like Betty was doing surprisingly well. They were both topless and in panties and Betty was clearly aiming to use Veronica's tits as punching bags. As Betty threw a right-hander, Veronica was able to grab the arm and pull Betty to the ground. Betty landed on top and was still punching Veronica though, now in the left side of her head. It seemed like Betty realized that if she let up she might be in trouble and kept pounding away the best she could. Barry and I encouraged our fighters but the women needed little encouragement. At one point from the ground, Veronica was able to throw a round-house blow that glanced off of Betty's forehead. This infuriated Betty and she really started to pound her fists straight down on Veronica's tits. In pure self-defense, Veronica saw an opening and threw her own right-hand straight punch up into Betty's chin. I know Betty saw stars with that one. Veronica was able to dislodge Betty then and both fighters got to their feet.

This time it was Veronica who rushed Betty and though she took a couple of half-hearted punches, locked up Betty in a bearhug that saw Veronica's massive tits bulge out the sides. From the look on Betty's face I could tell that her own fair-sized tits were being crushed by Veronica's superior mammaries. Veronica applied more pressure as she felt Betty's resistance fade. She started swinging Betty around without releasing the bearhug. Betty was starting to gasp for air. Finally, Betty's head went back and it look like she was blacking out. Veronica let go of the bearhug and Betty fell to the floor. Veronica got on her knees and lifted Betty up so her face was even with her tits. Veronica then slapped Betty's face back-and-forth with her huge tits. This seemed to last 5 minutes and Veronica was starting to taunt Betty again with, "so whose tits are superior to whose?". Finally, she shoved Betty's face in her cleavage and held her tits around Betty's face in attempt to suffocate her. Barry admonished Veronica, "Don't kill her!". Veronica again let Betty fall to the floor.

"Now, who's going to shove who's tits up who's cunt?" Veronica remembered. Betty was splayed out spread eagle at this point and barely conscious. Veronica took her own tits in her hands and, after stripping Betty's panties off, started to insert them in Betty's cunt. Betty's eyes sprung open. Veronica ran them up and down Betty clit and then stuffed as much as she could in Betty pussy, pushing them in and out until it looked like Betty might come. Veronica, herself, had also become overheated by this time and moved her body up Betty's prostrate form. One-by-one Veronica, after wiggling out of her own panties, took Betty's tits and rubbed them on her own clit and then got herself off by masturbating with Betty's tits. Finally, Veronica came in a gusher and deposited it in Betty's cleavage and pushed Betty's tits together and held her fluids with Betty's tits. The fight was over, and Betty just lay there.

Barry and I were as overheated as the ladies. While Betty had been close to coming, Veronica had denied her that. Barry had enough waiting and said, "It's time that this bitch learns about good black meat!". He went over to where Betty was laying. Betty's eyes got real wide and she started to say something but didn't have the strength to get it out. Barry grabbed her with one arm and draped her face down over one arm of the sofa. He took her ass and pointed it towards the ceiling and released his monster. He had to have 11 or 12 inches and the circumference of the bottom of a coke bottle. Barry pounded Betty for what seemed like 20 minutes and Betty came at least twice before Barry came once. I tried to make a move on Veronica but got rebuffed and then Barry seeing it said, "Try it, and you'll have this baby (referring to his cock) up your ass!).

When Barry got done with Betty, he and Veronica went upstairs to shower together. I again went in for the kill with Betty but she begged me not to do it, as Barry had given her more than she could handle and she was already horribly sore. She never gave head but I was so horny that I forced myself between her jaws and tried to give her every bit a mouth thrashing as Barry had given her cunt. She was pissed at me for that and said I would have to face Tony, her tow truck driver, as a result, which I would regret as he was probably 6'4" versus my 5'10" and 10 years younger.

Tony did come home that night and I think he suspected that I had fucked her. He never asked me, though, for some reason. I knew better to keep my distance and not get involved in a fight with him, however. As much as Betty may have wanted it, I always was able to avoid fighting him even until this day.