After my wife Melissa's public domination over Martha ( SWINGERS CLB VACATION ENCORE ) and Christy (LOOKING FOR TROUBLE) , we decided to return to the swingers club for a third night in a row. Tonight, Melissa had her hot body poured into a tight, short, low-cut black dress that accented her gorgeous body. Her blonde hair fell onto her shoulders in stark contrast. She certainly made my trousers bulge. I loved the attention she received from everyone in the club; both male and female for different reasons.
We found a table and sat down. Melissa, our hostess, showed up almost instantly. She had a big smile on her face and our drinks; wine and rye with a beer chaser. She was dressed in a white blouse with the top three buttons undone and tight white shorts. "Looking for more action?" she quizzed. I smiled and nodded affirmatively. "This may be tough. You have a reputation now but I will keep looking for you." she continued, looking at my Melissa. "Are you still available, baby?" our hostess asked me looking at me with another big smile. "Absolutely." I returned.
I watched hostess Melissa walk away. My boner twitched as I noticed her pantie line under those tight shorts. Melissa looked too and smiled. "You like that, don't you?" she purred with a smile. "I'm not wearing any panties for that exact reason." she continued. I faked horror and smiled. "Be careful when you bend over, hon. There may some weak hearts around here." I cautioned
Melissa and I surveyed the patrons as the club slowly filled up. I noticed a big red head walking towards our table. My eyes picked up her long legs; her super short white dress that barely covered her ass and the plunging neck line that went almost to her navel. Her hair was a different color of red; almost mauve, and short and straight. I also noticed a large tattoo on her torso and that she was braless. My eyes also noticed tattoos and some writing above her huge firm shimmering breasts. I couldn't make out the writing. My eyes fell to her smooth strong thighs which had more tattoos.
She stopped at our table. She glared at Melissa. The red head was bigger, heavier and taller than my wife; I am thinking 5' 8" and maybe 140 to 150 pounds. I was using Christy as a gauge from the night before. The red head looked tough. I noticed she had tattoos on her arms as well. I am thinking biker chick.
She looked at me and then back to Melissa. " I hear you think you are pretty tough, honey." she growled.
"Melissa looked up. "I don't think anything, honey." she purred back.
"Typical blonde." smirked the red head.
My cock twitched in anticipation as the conversation heated up.
"Your little boy toy here needs a real woman." the red head continued as she glanced at me.
"You aren't his type, sweetheart. He likes natural women; not painted up bimbos like you." snarked Melissa.
I gasped as things were getting heated now.
"How would you like to step out to the parking lot and say that, sweetheart?" asked the red head." Or the ring. I don't care where I pull all of your hair out and slap you silly." she continued.
"I don't think so, honey." returned Melissa. "I wrestle for fun and entertainment. I don't want to be maimed for life by a bitch like you." I gasped as things seemed to be getting heated now.
" Typical blonde." smirked the red head.
"What color were you before your bad dye job?" torched Melissa.
With that; I heard a loud smack of skin on skin. The red head had slapped my wife across the face hard. I could see Melissa seething as she rubbed her right cheek as it turned crimson red. My mouth gapped open as Melissa stood up and retaliated by throwing her full glass of wine in the red head's face. The red head stood there stunned; her eyes blinking; her mouth open; her hands out front of her with the palms up; wine dripping off her chin; in total shock. I stood up just as Melissa threw a round house left that Mike Tyson would have been proud of; catching her adversary on her right temple region.
The red head's legs began to buckle as she pivoted 180 degrees and fell to her knees; clutching onto the table across the aisle. Melissa marched up behind her; grabbed her by the hair with both hands and threw her to floor roughly, prone on her front. A crowd had began to form around the ruckus. Melissa quickly straddled her opponent and sat down on back. She quickly pulled the red head's left arm into a hammer lock and seized her red hair with her other hand and began rubbing her face on the carpeted floor. I heard a lot of cheering and clapping as my beautiful wife destroyed this loud biker chic.
My wife's very short dress was dangerously close to exposing her naked ass and shaved pussy but it seemed to be doing its job for now. I did get a great view of the red head's bare buttocks as her black thong was struggling to keep pace as her dress slipped up over her hips. My cock throbbed as I knew Melissa's wet pussy would be rubbing on her opponent's back.
Suddenly, the bar tender and a big burly security guard pushed their way towards the two fighting girls. The security guard grabbed my wife around the waist and pulled her off the red head and handed her to the bar tender. Melissa twisted away from him and leaned back into me. I put my arm around her torso just under her breasts and held her tight. She didn't resist me.
Next, I watched as the security guard picked up the wobbly red head; threw her over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes and carried her away.
The bar tender approached us. "I am so sorry. Are you ok?" he asked concerned. Melissa nodded in the affirmative as she leaned against me. " Fucking security! That broad is not allowed in here. She causes nothing but trouble every where she goes. Please sit down and enjoy the rest of the evening as best you can." he continued. He walked away shaking his head.
Melissa and I sat down. Every body was applauding as the crowd dispersed. Melissa smiled adoringly and waved to her fans. Hostess Melissa appeared with a bottle of wine on ice and two glasses. " This is on the house all night long courtesy of the boss." she announced proudly. " Let me give you some advice. Take a taxi back to the hotel and don't go into the parking lot. That girl is bad news and she may want revenge for what you did to her tonight. She hangs out with a gang of bikers and they are all mean dudes."
Melissa and I thanked her for her advice. "If you wait until closing time, around 3:00 AM, I can go back to the hotel with you. I may have to stay the night though." our hostess purred, winking at us. Melissa smiled and I gasped at the prospect. I had been dreaming of getting this babe in bed ever since I met her the first night.
At closing time, all three of us got into a taxi and made our way to our hotel. The two hot ladies sat on each side of me in the back seat; a gorgeous blonde and a gorgeous brunette The driver kept looking back. I think he was jealous. I didn't blame him.
Once in our room; my Melissa quickly kicked off her shoes and shimmied out of her dress. Hostess Melissa gasped at my wife's nakedness. "Oh yes; you are going to have fun tonight, big boy." she purred as she put her arms around my neck and kissed me hard. My Melissa came up behind her and put her arms around her waist and gently pulled her away playfully. She turned hostess Melissa and started unbuttoning her blouse and slipped it off her shoulders exposing those marvelous firm 36C breasts that easily matched my wife's breasts.
"Let your husband finish the job." purred hostess Melissa. I was quick to obey as I slid down her shorts and white thong panties from behind, exposing her beautiful ass. I kissed her naked ass. She looked back and smiled at me.
Both girls stripped me and had me naked in a flash and we all fell into bed. Trying to keep both girls satisfied with one cock is a big job but I was up to it. I left both girls truly fulfilled. A dream cum true.
So that was my excitement for night three. My invitation goes out again to anyone who thinks they have a woman that can hand Melissa her first loss. Just maybe she will send your girl home in shame knowing she lost to the best blonde. You will never know until she tries. I think a message board fight here in public would be great. Let me know and we can talk out the details.
Till later Pete
