My name is Pete and I hate class reunions but let me tell you about the one my wife and I did attend. An invitation to my ten year college graduation reunion arrived. I wasn’t going to attend but my girl friend at that time, Melissa, thought it would be fun to attend so we flew to the west coast to satisfy her desire. Actually, I didn’t really mind because it gave me a chance to show off my beautiful lady to all my friends and former classmates. Melissa, was at that time, a 5’ 6” 125 pound blonde bundle of hotness and a solid 36C 24 36.
We arrived at the hotel. It was early on Friday evening. The reunion committee had reserved the top two floors of the hotel; including a pool, a sauna, a hot tub, and a huge meet and greet room. We checked into our room and then proceeded to the meet and greet room. Melissa looked stunning as usual. She was poured into a short, tight, low cut red dress that accentuated her firm breasts and ass. I loved it when guys actually turned and stared at her. She was so sexy and even sexier nude. I knew they were all jealous of me.
“PETEY!!” I heard my name bellowed out. I recognized the voice immediately. It was Karissa; a tall, skinny, loud red head from my college days. She was dressed in a short, tight, black dress which I had seen her out of many times in my college days. She was 5’ 9” tall, maybe 110 pounds. The thing I remember most about her is that her breasts would hardly fill an A cup bra but she had huge hard erect nipples and large areolas that were so sensitive. She was coming towards me in the hallway accompanied by a huge guy the size of a refrigerator. She pulled off her shoes and ran down the hallway towards us. Her long red hair flowing.
Melissa was in awe as she watched this girl hurdling towards us. As she approached me, she leaped into the air; wrapping her long bare legs around my middle. Her arms wrapped around my neck and she covered my mouth with hers and forced her tongue into my mouth. I may have put my arms around her waist just so she didn’t fall. I was surprised but Melissa and her guy were shocked at the show of affection. Her ass must have been partially exposed as she held me tight with her legs. Karissa released her grip, dropped to her feet and turned to face Melissa as she adjusted her dress.
“Hi. I am Karissa and this is my boy friend, Ric.” She smiled perkily extending her hand towards Melissa. Melissa shook her hand and smiled slightly. “I am Melissa and I see you have met my boy friend already.” “ Oh, Petey and I are old friends. We have seen each other naked . As a matter of fact; old Pete has forced me to have many violent orgasms .” blasted out Karissa crudely. “ Well, I have to go change. My panties are wet now thanks to old Petey. Come Ricky. See you in the reception room in a few minutes.” Ric waved as we watched them continue down the hall to their room.
Melissa and I continued to the meet and greet. Ric and Karissa returned; true to their word. I spent most of the time trying to explain my relationship with the red head to Melissa; not very well by my girl’s sour demeanor would suggest. Karissa was very loud and stopped by our table on several occasions which seemed to irritate Melissa more and more.
About midnight, Melissa and I decided to retire to our room. As we made our way down the hall, a loud “Hey wait up.” came from behind. It was Karissa and Ric. “Do you guys want to go for a hot tub with us.? We will pick you up in a few minutes after we change into our suits.” Before we could answer, the dynamic couple continued down the hall. It took some talking but I finally persuaded Melissa to put on her bikini. She certainly wasn’t going to let me go the hot tub alone with this loud red head. Melissa made me hard as she donned her white thong bikini. I could hardly get all of my package into my speedo.
I opened the door. There was Karissa in a tiny black thong bikini and Ric in his swim suit. He red head had a bottle of wine and two glasses. Her mouth dropped when she spied me in my speedo. “Oh That is amazing.” She said eyeing me up and down. She handed the wine and glasses to her boy friend and again leaped on me, again wrapping her long legs around my middle and her arms around my neck and planting a wet kiss on my lips again. I staggered backwards into the room carrying my package. When Karissa spied Melissa, who had a shocked look on her face; she unwrapped herself and dropped to her feet. “ Don’t look.” She commanded Ric. “Look at the tits and ass on this blonde. How do I compete with this?” Melissa was visibly annoyed with the red head as Ric drank in her sexy body. “ Let’s have some wine. You got a couple of glasses, Petey? We will try and loosen this little blonde up a little.” Karissa continued.
“I think you have had enough booze, Red.” An irritated Melissa injected as she took the bottle from the red head and put it on the dresser. The two girls where face to face now. “ Well look who just stepped up.” chided the red head. Karissa gave Melissa a firm but gentle push on the shoulder causing my blonde to step back. ‘Oh oh’ I thought. Melissa stepped forward to return the push but Karissa seized the blonde’s right arm under her left arm, turned, wrapped her arm around the blonde and threw her to the floor. All this happened in a blink of an eye. Melissa was laying on her left side. Karissa had her left knee on her opponent’s neck and her right knee was on her rib cage and the blonde’s right arm in a painful arm bar that was hyper extending her elbow. I was worried for Melissa but as I stepped forward to intervene, Ric blocked my way. “Let them settle it.” suggested Ric. Melissa was screaming in pain as Karissa tortured her. “MY ARM! MY ARM!! YOU ARE BREAKING MY ARM!!!” squealed Melissa. “GIVE IT UP THEN!” ordered the red head forcefully. “I GIVE!! I GIVE UP!!” The red head released the blonde and stood back .
I remembered now that Karissa was a member of the judo club. She had beaten a big blonde librarian into submission back in our college days. Melissa sat up on the floor rubbing her tortured arm. She looked up with icy glare of rage on her face and pushed to her feet and charged at the red head. Karissa was ready for the attack. She side stepped the charging blonde; slipped in behind and hooked Melissa’s left arm in a chicken wing. She then reached and grabbed Melissa’s jaw in some kind of nerve hold pulling the blonde’s head to the right.
Melissa cried out in pain as Karissa slammed her hard into the wall boobs first. Karissa pinned the blonde tight to the wall using her added height to make the chicken wing more torturous. The nerve hold seemed to immobilize the blonde. Suddenly, the red head pulled the blonde off the wall and forced her face down on the end of the bed. Melissa’s legs dangled off the end of the bed as Karissa crawled into a sitting position on the blonde’s back. Still with the chicken wing and nerve hold locked in, she continued to torture my girl mercilessly. Melissa was in big trouble. Again I attempted to stepped in and again big Ric ordered me to let the girls fight. “ I GIVE UP!!! PLEASE I SUBMIT!!!” cried Melissa, tears running down her face.
Karissa released her holds and slid off the end of the bed. As she slid down, she hooked Melissa’s tiny thong and slid it down her legs and off her ankles. She walked over to Ric and handed him the bikini bottom. “ A tiny memory of my latest conquest.” She bragged. She turned to face her opponent. Melissa had gathered herself and was sitting in the middle of the bed on her legs facing us. The blonde was rubbing her left arm. Her beautiful waxed pussy was fully exposed. “I am going to get the rest of that cute little bikini.” stated Karissa as she climbed onto the bed facing Melissa. The red head reached in between the blonde’s full breasts and unhooked the clasp. As she attempted to pull the top off, Melissa unleashed a round house right over the top of the red head’s arm, hitting right on her left temple. Another round house left connected on the right side of Karissa’s head. The red head appeared stunned by the blows and fell forward towards the blonde.
Melissa took quick advantage, tucking Karissa’s head under her left arm in front choke hold and then looping the red head’s left arm into a chicken wing. In a quick turn, the blonde rolled the red head onto her back. Melissa had her opponent pinned with her left arm pinned under her in the chicken wing. The blonde’s left arm seemed to be choking off the blood supply putting the red head in some distress. Now it was Ric that stepped forward seeing her girl lose control and slowly becoming unresponsive. “ Let the ladies settle this .” I said firmly with some satisfaction.
Karissa’s right arm was waving in the air wildly like she was trying to signal her submission. Melissa must have recognized that her opponent was in dire distress. She released her holds and spun into a sitting position on the red head’s bare belly facing her head. Melissa slipped her dangling top off her shoulders and lay it on the pillow. Ric’s jaw dropped as he realized my blonde was now totally naked. I don’t think he had ever seen breasts like Melissa’s before.
Melissa slapped the red head’s face twice and then violently ripped off her top and threw it on the pillow beside hers. Karissa’s tits had not increased in size. They were still tiny mounds with huge areolas and large erect nipples. Melissa slid down her opponent’s body. As she stood up on the floor, she returned the favor and slid Karissa’s black thong down her legs and off her feet. “ Here is a little prize for you, Peter, since we are collecting things.” Melissa handed me the black thong. I smiled with satisfaction.
We all watched as the naked red head pushed herself up into a sitting position on the bed. Her face was as red as her hair which was all over her head and face. I noticed that she still had a short landing strip above an other wise naked pussy. She looked up and glared at the blonde; fire in her eyes. She bounced off the bed and charged at the blonde. Melissa was ready as the charging string bean girl rushed at her; the blonde turned sideways; hooked the red head under the left arm; stuck out her hip. Karissa’s momentum caused her cartwheel over Melissa and land a one point landing right on her tiny naked butt.
We all winced at sickening sound of boney ass hitting the hard floor. Karissa threw her head back. Her mouth was open but no noise came from her lips. Her eyes were wide open as she slowly lay back on the floor and slowly rolled over onto her belly. She reached back with both arms trying to feel her wounded ass cheeks. Melissa took full advantage as she perched herself comfortably on the small of the red head’s back. She seized Karissa’s wrists and held her arms in a wing position behind her back.
“Looks like your woman is finished, Ricky.” smiled Melissa looking at him. “Let’s see if she can admit defeat. Are you ready to submit?” “ NOOO!!!” moaned Karissa, lifting her head off the floor. With that, Melissa stood up and planted her right foot between the red head’s shoulder blades and pulled up hard on her opponent’s arms. Melissa used the surf board hold to alternately slam the red head’s tiny titties into the floor and then pulling up hard on her arms. Karissa was in big trouble as she held her head up trying to stop it from bouncing off the floor. Melissa’s 36Cs shimmered and swayed as she administered her torture.
“I SUBMIT!!!! I GIVE!!!! PLEASE!!” cried the naked red head.
“AND YOU WILL LEAVE MY BOY FRIEND ALONE!!” screamed Melissa.
“YES! YES! I DON’T WANT HIM!! LET ME GO!! PLEASE!!” begged Karissa who was now crying uncontrollably now. Melissa hooked the red head’s arms at the elbows with her left arm and grabbed her hair in the other hand and yanked her opponent to her feet roughly.
Karissa didn’t have big tits but those hard erect nipples projecting from her chest looked hot. Melissa marched the beaten red head over to her boy friend. “I will trade you one beat up red head for my panties.” Bargained my blonde. Ric offered her the panties. “Give them to Pete.” She ordered. Ric complied and Melissa pushed Karissa into his arms
. “Pete, get this little bitch a towel so she can leave with a bit of dignity.” growled Melissa.
I retrieved a bath towel from the bathroom and handed it to Ric. He wrapped a towel around his wounded warrior and they left. Melissa and I never made the hot tub but we did immediately tumble into bed. After all, the champ does need her reward. Ric and Karissa left the hotel that night and we have not seen or heard from them since. We now have another trophy for our mantel though.
Thank you for reading my story. Any comments, good or bad are welcome. Any ladies or guys with ladies want to challenge my Melissa are more than welcome. Send me a message.
