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The following story depicts acts of female catfighting, & bi-sexual explicit situations.
Fictional or not, it is intended solely for the personal amusement of broad-minded 
adults over the age of 21 who have expressed an interest in such material. It is in no 
way to be considered an endorsement by the author of the actual commitment of 
such acts as those described. If you are offended by material of this sort, then by all 
means DON'T READ IT!

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Ripping & Tearing
(The Fight for Karen’s Boyfriend)

	If a year ago you would have told me that I would have a bi-sexual 
encounter, I probably would have never believed you. My name is 
Karen. I am a 22 yrs old and a student at the University. With only a 
year left to go to get my bachelors degree in business marketing, you 
could say I was pretty anxious to finish up this semester, but not enough 
to look forward to the inevitable. You guessed correctly, final exams. I 
had been dreading finals since mid-term. Although I have always held a 
3.5 or higher grade point average, I, like everyone else I know, hated 
taking tests. If it wasn’t for my boyfriend, Steve, I probably wouldn’t 
have made it throughout the year. 
	Steve & I met at a frat party just a little over a year ago. A party 
that neither one of us really wanted to attend in the first place, but we 
went, just to shut our friends up, and how very glad we are that we did. 
Of all places, I met him while standing in line at the bathroom.(Typical 
frat party, 50+ people and, of course, only 1 bathroom.) He was most 
everything I was looking for in a man, tall, smart, muscular, sporting 
that Steven Segal look. 
	We dated for a month before we had sex. That’s when I found out 
something else I liked about Steve, his 10 inch cock. I admit, I wasn’t a 
virgin when we met, but after having sex with him for the first time, it 
felt like I was. Most of my old boyfriends were in the 5 to 8 inch range 
and not very wide at that, but Steve filled me like no other man I had 
ever been with. The sensation was unbelievable. So unbelievable in fact 
that I lost track that night of just how many orgasms I actually had that 
first time. That and the fact he knew just where to touch me and rub me 
while he was filling me with that big 10 inch cock of his. It was like we 
had been together for years.
	The past couple of weeks we didn’t see too much of each other, 
but that was my fault. I spent a lot of time studying for final exams. 
Since it was the last time I would have to take final exams I wanted to 
do well, and Steve understood that. Of course I couldn’t stay away from 
him for too long, there are some things just as important to a girl as 
good grades. He had me hooked on his sex, and I needed my fix, just like 
a smoker needs to have a cigarette.
	It was Friday, the last day of Chemistry (thank god). Finals 
started on Monday. My first final was on Tuesday, so were most of my 
friends finals. After class, I went back to my apartment(I lived just off 
campus). There was a message on my answering machine. My friends 
were going to get together Monday morning at around 8:00am at the 
campus coffee hut, and then go to the library to study. Sounded good to 
me, I returned the call with an “I’ll be there” answer.
	Friday night was boring, I needed my fix of Steve, but he was 
working afternoons, and wouldn’t be home until really late. Saturday 
was a different story, I awoke to the phone ringing. It was Steve. He told 
me he had a job interview Tuesday afternoon for job he had been 
applying for for a month, but he needed something to wear. So that day 
we went to the mall. Shopping was NOT was I wanted to do with Steve, 
so while he went to the restroom, I went into one of the men’s clothing 
stores. As soon as I walked in I spotted the nicest dress shirt I had ever 
seen, not that I look at Men’s dress shirts a lot. It was $30, but what do 
expect from a store like this. I bought it for him. Just as I was leaving 
the store, he was walking out of the mens room. I told him that I found 
the perfect shirt for him, to which he responded “Good, ‘cause shopping 
is not what I wanted to do with you today anyway”. He never has had to 
ask me twice, before I knew it, we were back at his house with our 
clothes in a big pile on the floor, and that’s where we spent the rest of 
the day.
	Sunday morning, I woke up in Steve’s arms (great way to start the 
day ha?) I went into the kitchen to make some coffee, and squeeze in a 
little studying(my books where in the car) while Steve showered. He 
came into the kitchen after he was done in the bathroom with his new 
shirt on. “Well, what do you think? he said as he posed for me. “Wow” 
was all I could think of to say, it looked 4 times as good on him as it did 
on the store mannequin. “I take it that means you like it” he said with a 
smile on his face. “Yes, I like it very much, I know they will be 
impressed at your interview.” “Oh, by the way,” he said, “ a bunch of 
the guys from work are heading up to ‘Pepperland’ tonight, do you want 
to go?” Even though Pepperland was the local hot spot bar, and wasn’t 
far from my apartment, I really wasn’t in the bar mood. “Please?” 
Steve said. I could never resist those sad puppy dog eyes of his. “OK, 
but I can only go up there for a little” I said, “I have to get up early 
Monday morning.” “Great” he said as he took off his new dress shirt. I 
heard him mumble under his breath “ I’ll have to wash this thing to get 
the wrinkles out”, he then turned to me and said “your starting to rub 
off on me, now I’m worried about wrinkled shirts, Geez” I told him I 
was going back to my apartment for a while to get ready, and that I 
would meet him at ‘Pepperland’ at 7:30pm
	I got back to the apartment, had a bite to eat, got ready, and was 
ready to walk out the door at 7:00pm. Just as I was getting my purse the 
phone rang. I picked it up (mistake #1), it was my 14 yr. old sister, 
Wendy. Her boyfriend dumped her for some other girl, and she was 
acting like her life was over. I could barely make out what she was 
saying she was crying so much. To say the least, I didn’t make it to 
‘Pepperland’ by 7:30pm, as a matter of fact I didn’t make it there by 
8:30pm. I didn’t get there until 9:00pm.
	‘Pepperland’ is a local bar, that plays 60’s through 80’s music. 
Since its local, and just off of campus, its a hoppin’ place on the 
weekends. When I got there, there was a line outside the bar 1/2 a block 
long. I finally got in at 9:30pm. 
	I don’t know why I was noticing this, but more than half of the 
women there were all in really tiny tight skirts, and tight midriff 
exposed shirts. I felt like I was overdressed in my jeans and a 
sweatshirt. As a matter of fact, I strangely found myself checking out 
the women there more than I was looking for Steve. I noticed that I was 
doing this because I walked right by Steve while checking out an outfit 
one of the girls was wearing. “Karen!” I heard him shout as I walked 
right by him. “Hi honey” I said as I gave him a kiss. “ Where have you 
been?” he said slurring the words. It was obvious he was 3 sheets into 
the wind already. He doesn’t usually drink a lot, but he can put away 
quite a bit when he tries. Apparently, he had tried really hard. I looked 
at the table where him and his colleges were sitting. There must have 
been at least a case worth of empties on the table. One waitress was 
removing them, one was bringing them more. “My little sister called, 
she was having a crisis.” “Damn teenagers” Steve said. “The line 
outside the door wasn’t that short either” I said, pretending not to hear 
his comment about my little sister. “Come here and hug your sweetie” 
he said as he outstretched his arms. He obviously wasn’t paying much 
attention, cause when he reached out to hug me, he knocked over about 
4 beers, most of which were full. After all of that, I really wasn’t in the 
mood to be at the bar, and I was even less in the mood to see Steve in 
this condition.
	At 10:30pm I told Steve that I had to go home. Of course, he 
didn’t want me to go, and spent 15 minutes, trying to convince me not to 
go, and accidentally knocking stuff over. He finally agreed. “ Are you 
going to be OK to drive home later?” I asked him. “No, but I didn’t 
drive, Eric did, he’s the DD tonight” “OK, honey, I talk to ya Tuesday 
night” I said as I grabbed my beer soaked purse, fortunately there was 
nothing of any great value in it. “I love you, Karen” Steve said as he 
looked like he was going to cry. “I love you too, honey” I said as I kissed 
him good-bye. As I was walking out, I remembered that I wasn’t going 
to be talking to him until after his interview and I wanted to wish him 
luck. I turned around and was going to go back over to him, when I 
noticed he was talking to some girl and it looked like he knew her 
because he was introducing her to his colleges. Even I had to look twice. 
She was really pretty. She was medium height, blonde hair, and was 
wearing a very short skirt and tight shirt like a lot of girls there that 
night with only one exception. She didn’t have the stick figure, push-up 
bra look like most the bars patrons, her look was very well contoured 
and very well endowed.
	At first, I was jealous, but then I knew that Steve loves me, and he 
has never given me a reason to be jealous before, so I turned and left the 
bar and went home. It wasn’t until after I got home that I realized, that 
I needed a Steve fix, but there wasn’t much I could do about it then. So I 
had to finish myself off. I started rubbing my pussy, thinking about 
Steve’s cock and how good it feels, all of a sudden I found myself 
thinking about the girl he was talking to and how pretty she was. I really 
can’t explain why, but I only had to think about her for a minute and I 
came, flooding my hands with my juices. I had never come thinking 
about a woman before, that was really weird for me. I washed up and 
went to bed.
	The next morning I got up, showered, and was getting ready to go 
meet my friends for coffee. I just put on an old pair of knee length 
shorts and a black T-shirt. Since I was just going for coffee and to study, 
I decided not to wear a bra. I thought it would be more comfortable that 
way. Even though my bra size is a 34B, I do work out a lot and they're a 
firm 34B, so when I go braless, its not that noticeable unless its really 
cold, but it was 85 degrees out and I didn't have anything to worry 
about. I was all ready to go when I suddenly realized that I had left my 
books at Steve’s. I decided I would go and meet my friends for coffee, 
then stop off at Steve's afterwards, grab my books and then just meet 
up with them at the library.
	I grabbed my purse and my keys and headed out the door.  As I 
pulled into the coffee hut, I saw my friends already inside. I went over to 
their table. "Hey guys", I said as I put my purse on the table. "Today is 
expresso day", Amanda said as I turned to check out the menu board. 
Triple expresso looked like it would work for me, so that’s what I got. 
As we all finished our beverages, I was becoming more and more aware 
of the fact that maybe I should have got the decaf expresso. I was 
starting to sweat, starting to get the jitters, and my heart was beating a 
mile a minute. “This is some wicked expresso”, said Susan as I noticed 
she was having the same reactions that I was since she had ordered the 
same thing. I went up an got a bagel to soak up some of the expresso in 
my stomach. As I turned back to the table, my friends were getting up. 
“You ready to head to the library, Karen?” said Amanda as she got up. 
“I have to stop off at Steve’s to pick up my books first, I’ll see you guys 
up there in a little while” I said as I picked up my purse from the table. 
“See ya there”, said Susan as we all proceeded out the door.
	I got in my car, I no longer had the jitters from the expresso, but 
the caffeine buzz was still lingering. As I drove toward Steve's house, 
my mind started to wonder. I couldn't help but wonder who that girl 
was he was talking to the night before. Probably just someone he knows, 
I thought as I pulled into his driveway.
	I got out of the car and headed to the front door. Even though I 
have a key, I always knock. I only use the key if he isn't home. I then 
proceeded to knock on the front door. At first I didn’t hear anything and 
was ready to knock again when I heard the top latch unlock. “Good, 
he’s awake”, I thought as the door started to open. What came next, I 
was not ready for. The door opened and there was the girl Steve was 
talking to at the bar last night, hair all messed up, wearing a pair of 
panties, and the wrinkled new dress shirt I bought Steve on Saturday.
	Right there I completely lost it. The expresso buzz didn’t help 
either. “That bastard”, I thought to myself, “after all I have done for 
him, how long has he been doing this bimbo, and she’s wearing my 
shirt.” My mind was racing, my heart was in my throat, I was starting 
to see red I was so mad. She saw the surprised look on my face. “Hello, 
I’m Lisa and you are....?”was all I let her say. “BITCH!!!” I yelled as I 
slapped her hard across the face. Obviously not what she was expecting. 
As she turned her head back toward me, she tried to say something, but 
I wouldn’t let her. “HOW DARE YOU!!”, I exclaimed as my hand 
slapped her hard across the face again. Although she still didn’t know 
who I was, it was obvious she was now pissed off, but I didn’t really 
care. I went to slap her a third time. As I tried she deflected my arm, 
and slapped me a good one, right across the face. “FUCK YOU, 
BITCH!!” she exclaimed as I felt the sting from her slap. 
	We continued to slap each other as hard as we could, but after 
about 5 or 6 slaps we had closed in on each other. I had my arms on her 
arms, ready to deflect her slaps, and she had her arms the same way. 
The slaps no longer were effective, cause we were both deflecting any 
one that came close. “I can’t believe she’s wearing the shirt I bought for 
Steve” I kept thinking to myself. I started building up a severe anger 
again. “I paid for it for him, not this bimbo” I thought to myself. “I 
DIDN’T BUY THIS FOR YOU!!” I yelled. Lisa had a look of confusion 
on her face as if to say “What?” I reached around to the back of the 
shirt, grabbed it and pulled. “TAKE IT OFF!!!!!” I yelled. Apparently 
the adrenaline was pumping, my nails went through the material and 
into her back, and when I pulled, something I didn’t expect happened. 
“RRRIIIIPPPPPPP” was the next sound I heard. I pulled the entire 
back open. Lisa pushed me back, she had that “I can’t believe you just 
did that” look on her face. When she pushed me back her arms went 
from my arms to grabbing 2 fistfuls of material from the upper part of 
my shirt. I could now longer reach the back of Steve’s shirt, but I could 
reach the front. “I SAID OFF!!”, I yelled in an angered haze. I grabbed 
the collars of the shirt and pulled as hard as I could. 
“RRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIPPPPPPPPPP” The entire shirt came off of her 
and was now in my hands with her arms pinned together. I didn’t really 
even notice that now all she had on were a pair of panties. “OH YEAH? 
WELL FUCK YOU TOO”, she yelled. Lisa, still clenching my shirt, 
pulled her hands apart as wide as she could. “RRIIIPPPP” The entire 
front of my T-shirt had been ripped open. Lisa let go of my shirt after 
she had ripped it open. Since her arms were now free, I ripped off the 
remnants of Steve’s shirt from her. 
	There she was standing there only in a pair of panties. Lisa was 
raising her arm as if to slap me again. My face was still stinging from 
the earlier slap session, and really didn’t need anymore, so I reach out 
and grabbed for her so she would be able to slap me, at least not in the 
face. I grabbed the back of her hair and pulled. She returned the favor I 
guess you could call it. There we were with our faces pointed up at the 
ceiling. All of a sudden, Lisa let go of my hair. “YOU LIKE RIPPING 
CLOTHES SO MUCH” I heard her say. Her voice paused. At the same 
time, I felt her hands going around my waist and into my back pockets. 
“TAKE THIS, BITCH!!” Lisa hands gripped my back pockets as she 
pulled with all her might. “RRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIPPPPPPPP” was the 
next sound I heard. Since these shorts were very old, it didn’t take 
much. She had ripped open the main rear seem of my pants, and the rip 
went about 4 inches down my leg. I tried to push her away, and she fell 
to her knees and was falling backwards. Before I could do anything, she 
grabbed my front pockets to stop her fall, clenched her fists, and pulled 
as hard apart as she could and kept pulling. 
“RRRRRRRIIIIIPPPPPPP, POP” Not only did the whole front of my 
jeans rip open, but she even managed to pop the top button off. Now my 
favorite shorts were ripped to shreds around my ankles. 
	I quickly bent my knee, catching Lisa off guard, right in the 
middle of the chest. As she fell backwards she tried to spin around and 
put her hands down before she hit the floor. It almost worked but just as 
she spun around, bang, she hit the floor with her shoulder first. She was 
now vulnerable. With her now facing ass upward, I stood over her legs, 
grabbed her panties like I was going to do a chin-up and lifted her up off 
the ground. She responded by kicking my legs out from underneath me, 
and down I went. She rolled over as I went down and tried to do to me 
what I just did to her. She already had her thumbs in my waistband 
when I realized what she was doing. I quickly rolled over, causing her to 
fall on her side next to me. At this point she still had her right hand in 
my waist line. I then tried to roll to the left to get her hand out, this only 
aided her in getting her left hand in the other side. “OH NO YOU 
DON’T, BITCH!!” I said to her. I then rolled to my right and worked 
my hands to the same position on her ass she had on mine.
	 “OH YEAH?” she said. Lisa then did something I did not expect, 
she bit me on the neck. I tried to bite her back, but she was pulling away 
just enough that I couldn’t reach her. “FUCK YOU THEN!!” I said as I 
poked my finger through her panties, and proceeded to rip them apart 
as hard as I could. “NO, FUCK YOU” Lisa responded as she proceeded 
to rip my panties to shreds. 
	I was suddenly successful at pulling her panties off completely, 
and started to crumble them up, with hopes of shoving them in this girls 
mouth when I realized something that really threw me for a loop. Her 
panties were soaking wet! Now I starting wondering if mine were to. 
That pause gave Lisa a momentary advantage. She had my panties off 
now and apparently had the same idea. With my panties in her hand, 
she tried to shove them in my mouth, for a second she succeeded, and 
from that second I realized 2 things, 1, that I had been distracted, and 2, 
my panties were soaked too. I could taste my wet juices as she shoved 
them into my mouth. Hey, this was my idea, and I tried to pull away do 
the same to her. Lisa already had my panties partially in my mouth, so , 
with my free hand I grabbed them out of my mouth, threw them across 
the room, and proceeded to try and shove her panties into her mouth. It 
was working for a couple of seconds there, I had them in her mouth, but 
she had 2 hands free, where I only had 1. She grabbed her panties and 
threw across the room with mine. 
	There we were naked on the floor, no clothes left to rip, our arms 
around each other. I was jerkily running my hands over her body, 
looking for something to pull. Lisa was doing the same thing to me. 
	Suddenly our jerky movements started to slow down. I looked 
down at her naked body as if looking for something, when I realized just 
how pretty she was. I now found my hands smoothly running across her 
shoulders, her back, her ass and found myself getting very turned on by 
this. I wasn’t sure what to do next. I felt awkward. “How would Lisa 
respond to this?” I thought to myself as I softly rubbed her ass. I then 
got my response. Lisa started licking and kissing my neck where she 
had bit me. The feeling of her hot breath on my neck was driving me 
wild. I began to feel the juices building up between my legs. I could feel 
my pussy lips getting wet with excitement, but I was really starting to 
like it. Lisa’s kisses moved around my neck, then they included my 
cheek.
	 I turned to her, and without any further anger, and our eyes met. 
What lovely blue eyes she had. After staring into them for at least 10 
seconds I realized that I had no idea what to say, but Lisa took care of 
that for me. “Bitch” she whispered as she leaned forward and softly 
kissed me and then she leaned back a little to check my reaction. I 
leaned forward and softly kissed her and pulled back. We then both 
leaned forward and kissed a long embracing kiss. We pulled each other 
close. I felt her tongue on my lips. I parted my lips to let in her tongue. 
Lisa softly and gently started sucking on my tongue. I never thought I 
could get so turned on by a kiss, especially from another woman. 
	I moved my hand up her back. I slowly brought my hand around 
and started softly squeezing her breasts. Lisa’s breathing grew ragged 
as I fondled them. They felt like a B cup, maybe a C, not that I cared at 
this point. She reached for my breasts, and started gently playing with 
my nipples. My nipples perked with the soft touch of her hands. It felt 
great. My nipples were so hard that I decided to give her nipples the 
same attention. I lightly pulled at them until they were as hard as rocks. 
	Lisa then broke away from our kiss, and started a kiss trail down 
my neck, down to my chest. She then sucked one of my nipples into her 
mouth. I thought I was going to come right then and there I was so 
excited. She lightly teased my nipple with her teeth, then her tongue, 
then her teeth again. By now I could feel the inside of my thigh was 
starting to get wet from my already soaking wet pussy. Lisa then moved 
across to the other nipple, doing the same to it as she did the other. She 
then broke off from the nipple and started a kiss trail upwards, back 
toward my neck. 
	I was very anxious to return the favor. I started licking her neck, 
as she moaned in excitement. My licking trail proceeded downward 
toward her left breast. Lisa moved up a little, feeding one of her already 
rock hard nipples into my mouth. First, I ran circles around her nipple 
with my tongue. I then stuck it into my mouth and sucked like a hungry 
baby. I gently pulled at her other nipple with my free hand as I sucked 
the other. Her breath was getting choppy, I could tell she liked it. Lisa 
started to move her hand down my body. I changed nipples as she slowly 
rubbed my ass. I grinded my ass in rhythm to her rubs. 
	Breaking free from her breasts, I moved up and we softly began 
kissing again. Her hand moved onto my stomach. It then slowly started 
downward toward my wet pussy. When she got to my pussy she 
wouldn’t touch it. She started rubbing the insides of my legs, 
occasionally lightly brushing my lips with a finger but that was it. I felt 
like I was going to explode. She looked deeply into my eyes. I know she 
could sense my need for her touch. She stuck out her tongue, I stuck out 
mine to touch hers in a French kiss. Instead, she sucked my tongue into 
her mouth, started sucking on it. At the same time she pushed her finger 
through my soaked pussy lips, found my clit, and started rubbing it 
furiously like there was no tomorrow. That was more than I could take. 
I moaned as I came, as Lisa continued to suck on my tongue. It felt like 
a water balloon just broke. I could feel my juices flowing all over her 
hand as she started rubbing my cum all over my already wet pussy. It 
was the most intense orgasm that I have had in a long time. My whole 
body shuddered. I almost felt faint, the feeling was so intense. Lisa 
released my tongue. "You liked that ha?", she said as she cracked a evil 
smile.
	She pulled her hand away from my dripping wet pussy. At first I 
wondered why she stopped, until I saw her put her wet fingers up to her 
mouth. She then started to lick then slowly, like a popsicle. "Mmm, 
sweet" she said as she licked all of my juices from her fingers. She then 
began kissing my chest. Slowly she moved down to my stomach, she 
stopped and began licking my navel. That's something I had never had 
done to me before, what an intense feeling that was let me tell you. 
	Downward she ventured, past my hips, she licked around what 
little pubic hair that I had. (Steve really liked small shaved patches of 
hair). The pressure was building. I felt my pussy juices starting to flow 
again. The anticipated wait for the feeling of another woman's tongue 
had me excited beyond belief. However, just like before, she passed up 
my anxiously awaiting pussy. She began to lick the insides of my thighs, 
up to my pelvic area, and around the outside of my hair patch. She was 
teasing me, trying to get me all riled up and excited. It was working. I 
could see her occasionally looking up at my face to see me moaning with 
anticipation. I finally caught one of her glances. 
	"Please?", I whispered to her. She smiled back at me. She took 
one slow lick from the bottom of my already soaked pussy lips up to the 
top. I was in heaven. It felt better than I ever thought possible. She did it 
again as her hands rubbed the insides of my upper thighs. She licked 
one last time as I could feel her positioning her hands on either side of 
my wet pussy lips. She then spread my lips wide open, and proceeded to 
start fucking me with her tongue. Slowly at first. Then faster, and 
faster, and faster yet. I could hold out any longer. I let go, flooding her 
face with juices, but she never missed a beat. She started to slow and 
then started rubbing her face in the wetness of my pussy juices. 
	As she was rubbing her face, I felt her hand move toward mine. 
She lightly grabbed my hand and started moving it slowly toward her. I 
knew exactly what her motives were so I took over from there. My hand 
landed on her stomach and started to move downward. Just to be mean, 
I did the same to her that she did to me. I began to run my hand slowly 
up and down the insides of her thighs, being careful not to touch her 
soaking wet pussy. Her entire upper thigh area was soaked from her 
love juice. Slippery, wet, warm. Forget this, I wanted to touch her. I 
started rubbing my hand up and down her wet outer lips. She slowly 
spread her legs apart. "Now its your turn" I whispered in her ear. I 
quickly found her clit and began to rub it furiously like there was no 
tomorrow, while I licked her ear lobe. That was it for Lisa. She released 
a loud, basey moan as she came. Her body stiffened. She gushed as her 
orgasm overwhelmed her, soaking my fingers with her wetness. I 
smeared her sweetness all around the insides of her legs.
	 I then felt her hand grabbing my wrist, pulling my hand away. At 
first I wondered what she was doing. She sat up and toward me, her 
face only inches from mine. She put my hand between our faces and 
slowly started to lick her own juices from it. I decided to join her. Soon 
we were both feverishly licking her juices from my hand. When the 
juice was gone, I knew I needed more. I lowered my head, licking a 
nipple on the way down. Farther and farther I descended until her also 
small hair patch was in my face. No teasing this time though, my tongue 
went right for her slit. I licked her thick outer lips sending obvious 
shivers up and down her spine. I then spread her lips, finding her 
swollen clit inside, and began flicking my tongue back and forth over it. 
“Yes, that’s it, suck on my clit” I heard her say in a whispery voice. Her 
back arched as I sucked her swollen clit into my mouth.
	Lisa started to shift positions now, she wanted what I was having. 
She shifted her hips over while spreading my legs open. We were now 
locked in a very steamy 69 position, and I was following her lead, I was 
doing to her what she was doing to me. She started by sucking on my 
clit. Slowly she inserted two fingers into my aching pussy, and began to 
fuck me with them. She removed her fingers and stuck in her thumb 
and began to fuck me with her thumb. 
	I felt her slippery wet fingers playing with my asshole. I have 
never even let anyone touch my asshole before, so I didn’t know what to 
expect. Her wet fingers ran circles around the tiny virgin pucker. Slowly 
she inserted a finger. I couldn’t believe it, but I almost came instantly. 
As a matter of matter of fact I had to hold myself back, cause I didn’t 
want to come yet. Her finger stopped about an inch or two inside. 
Gently, she fucked my pussy with her thumb and my ass with her finger. 
She really liked it when I did the same back to her. 
	I felt my pussy start to tremble along with the rest of me. It felt 
like someone was pumping me with a tire pump. I could feel this 
orgasm building, bigger than any I had ever felt in my life, I knew this 
one would be the biggest ever, but I wanted to wait for the apportune 
time.
	Suddenly, I was broken from my trance, and my orgasm was half-
way deflated by a voice. “So, Karen, I see you met my step-sister, Lisa”. 
It was Steve. He was done with the shower he was taking when I 
arrived. He was standing there, with a towel wrapped around his waist. 
	“Shit”, I thought to myself, I slapped her  around, ripped off her 
clothes, and was now 69’ing his step-sister. I didn’t know what do to 
next. Lisa didn’t seem to mind cause she never even slowed down, and I 
don’t think Steve really minded cause he was now sported a massive 
hard-on under that towel. “Fuck it”, I said as I went back to work on 
Lisa’s sweet pussy. 
	Steve stood there for a minute and watched. Suddenly, as he was 
starting to walk toward us, his 10” bulge caused the towel to fall from 
around his waist. I heard Lisa’s voice say “Wow! Karen, Your one lucky 
girl”. “Fuck me with that big cock of yours” I said to Steve as he 
approached us. Lisa gladly moved over to let Steve position himself. 
	I felt the all to familiar feeling of the head of his cock, brushing up 
and down between my lips. I was so wet that his massive cock just slid 
right in. “Oh yesss” , I moaned as his cock filled me up. Lisa was 
starting to move away. “Lisa, where did you go”, I said to her. “You 
don’t mind?” she said hesitantly switching her glances between me and 
Steve. “I don’t if she doesn’t” Steve said while he plunged in and out of 
my steamy pussy. “Suck on my clit ,Lisa” was my response. She knelt 
over and began sucking on my clit. “Caress his balls for me, Lisa” I 
moaned out to her. “Oh yeah”, Steve said as Lisa lightly caressed his 
hairy testicles while she still sucked my clit. The orgasm that had so 
recently been deflated was rapidly returning. Steve’s pumping motions 
were rhythmic, and getting harder. I couldn’t imagine any better feeling 
than the one I was having now. I imagined wrong. I felt Lisa’s finger 
starting to rub my anus. My orgasm was building, like before, only it 
was still building. I felt her finger stop circling, starting to go in. The 
pressure of my orgasm building was so great I thought I was going to 
explode. When her finger finally found its way in, that was it. 
“OOOAHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!” I screamed as the biggest orgasm I ever had 
in my life took control of my body. My whole body cringed, I lost all 
muscle control. My orgasm was so intense, I could feel my juices 
spraying out of my pussy. “Oh yes, Baby, Cum in my face”, Lisa said as 
she devoured all of the wetness from both my pussy and Steve’s cock. 
	When I was finally in control again, I propped myself up on my 
elbow. “Now it your turn, Lisa” I said as I started to lay her down. “I 
don’t mind if you don’t”, Steve said as he took up position just inches 
from her awaiting pussy. “Fuck me, Steve. Let me feel your big cock 
inside me”, Lisa said. “UHHNNGG”, she moaned as Steve entered her. 
In and out his cock slammed into her. Lisa was bucking like a stallion, 
but you could tell she was loving every second. “YES, FUCK ME, OH 
YES” she said as she rode his hard cock. 
	“Karen, where did you go?” said Lisa as she looked around the 
room. “I’m still here” I said as I go closer. “Well then lick me damn it” 
she said as she continue to ride his cock. She didn’t have to ask me 
twice, I bent down and began to suck on her clit. 
	Steve stopped and flipped her over, and began to fuck her doggie 
style. “Perfect” I said as I positioned myself underneath them. First I 
began to lick Steve’s balls, then I started sucking Lisa’s clit again. Lisa 
was bucking around, I could tell she was getting close to her orgasm. 
“FUCK ME HARDER” she yelled as Steve started to increase his 
pumping in and out of her fiery pussy. “This should do it”, I thought to 
myself as I got my fingers wet from her juicy pussy and headed toward 
her ass with them. I was right. I inserted my finger and started fucking 
her ass. “OH MY GODDDD, AAAAHHHHHHHH” Lisa yelled as she 
let loose, since I was underneath I got a facefull. Her juices sprayed out, 
and I licked up every drop of them. 
	Steve speed had increased tremendously. “I’M GONNA...” he 
said. I quickly withdrew from underneath Lisa and started licking his 
freshly withdrawn cock. Lisa jumped right up and joined me. 
“UUUUUNNNNNNGGGGGG!!!!!!!!” Steve yelled, grabbing his 
tremendous cock and jerking it as he came. Stream after hot stream of 
semen came spraying out of his massive cock. Lisa and I, after both 
being hit by a massive cum spray, locked into a out of mouth French 
kiss, while Steve’s massive cock continued to spray us in the face with 
cum. When the cum streams stopped from his enormous cock, Lisa and 
I proceeded to lick all of the cum off of each others face. 
	Steve fell to the floor in exhaustion. Once Lisa and I succeeded in 
removing all the cum from each others face, we too, fell to the floor in 
exhaustion. We lay there motionless for at least 10 minutes. I think its 
because none of use really knew what to say to each other. Lisa slowly 
sat up. Looked around the room, picked up Steve’s ripped to shreds new 
dress shirt, and looked at us and said “Hey Steve, maybe I shouldn’t 
have worn this shirt after all.” All three of us then broke out into 
laughter, and then got up and headed for the shower.
	Steve and I are still together, and we invite Lisa over whenever we 
can. 

P.S. Lisa bought me a new pair of shorts, and both Lisa & I bought 
Steve a new dress shirt. Oh and by the way, he did get that job.  



Copyright 1996.

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