Tosha II by Tom Adams

Rival girlfriend leads to kinky sex, a fight and a clueless man.

Tosha watches Ted and Diane as they enter the men's locker room at the small Midwestern college. It's late at night and they're alone. She had believed her boyfriend Ted has been seeing Diane. Now she knows. She follows them inside.

Ted is a six foot four, blond hunk. Captain of the school football team and first string quarterback. Diane's a very attractive blue eyed blond. Star of the girl's basketball team. Like Ted, she's tall. An even six feet. 

Tosha is Afro-American. One of the few on campus. She's a very cute and popular cheerleader. She's short, five feet two, but very strong. Lifts weights five times a week. She and Ted have been going steady for two years. But lately he hasn't been very affectionate and Tosha has suspected Diane is the cause. 

It's little things like the way they look at each other. And Ted occasionally putting his arm around Diane when he doesn't think Tosha is looking. When Ted calls to break tonight's date, saying he doesn't feel well, Tosha decides to do a little detective work.

She hides in the shadows just outside his apartment and waits. At about 11:00pm Ted walks briskly out the front door and heads across campus whistling a current pop tune. Looks like he's feeling fine to me. Tosha follows him and about five minutes later he meets Diane. They kiss long and lovingly. Tosha's blood boils and she starts to move in. No. I'll follow them. See where they go. What they do.

Tosha is surprised at where they go. The men's locker room. It's what they do that's a real stunner. They take off their clothes and Ted lies on his back on a bench and Diane ties him to it.

"Be sure and make the knots strong, Diane. And pull the rope real tight so I'm really stretched out. I want it to hurt. I want it to feel like my whole body is on a medieval rack being tortured."

"OK, Ted. Then I'm going to give you pleasure that you'll never get from that pint sized girlfriend of yours."

Tosha clinches her fists until her medium brown skin turns white. She wants to keep control and not rush in and beat the shit out of Diane. She's really curious about how this kinky little sex scene is going to play out. Why didn't Ted tell me he's into this stuff. Hell, anyone can tie someone up and fuck them.

Diane finishes tying Ted, making sure he's in sufficient pain, then straddles his legs and massages him until he has a full erection. She runs her fingers over his erection until he's about to have a climax and then stops. Sometimes she's using her fingers, sometimes her lips, sometimes her tongue.

She does this for about thirty minutes until Ted seems to have taken all he can, then guides him into her. They have a number of orgasms as Diane's body glides up and down. Finally, when Ted has been milked dry, they stop.

"Shit, Diane. Is that the best you can do?" "And Ted. If you like kinky, teasing, drawn out sex, I can out fuck this bitch. Anywhere. Anytime. And why don't we start with right here, right now?"

It's Tosha. She's standing in the locker room door. Nude. Ted and Diane look at Tosha, then at each other, then back at Tosha. Their mouths are open, but they're not saying anything. Their eyes look sort of glazed over. Finally, Ted comes up with his version of the oldest, the corniest, the most ridiculous line that has been used by legions of other men caught in similar situations.

"Tosha. I know this looks bad. But I can explain everything."

Diane and Tosha both have to look away to hide the grin on their faces. Unbelievable. Just unbelievable. And this guy is majoring in creative writing and literature.

The humor last only a second. This is not a funny situation. Tosha gives Diane an "I'll deal with you later" look and straddles Ted's legs. She begins to massage. Tosha is good at sex when she wants to be. Very good. Ted had thought he was completely depleted for at least the next twenty four hours. Not so. His erection is larger than ever.

Tosha stops and looks him tenderly in the eyes.

"Why, Ted? Why?"

"Tosha, like I said. I know this looks bad. But I..........."

"Shut up, Ted. Just shut the fuck up."

Tosha continues to tease him for the next two hours. Ted will be so close to a climax he's begging her to fuck him. But she doesn't. She just stops. Listens to him moan and plead. Waits for his erection to start to wilt and starts in again. Tosha thinks he's had enough and guides him into her very slowly.

She's watched him with Diane and believes he is physically capable of one, maybe two more orgasms. She glides up and down slowly and the muscles in her squeeze his erection and then let go. In the two years Tosha's dated Ted, she's never realized he likes to be almost tortured before having a climax. And until tonight she has not really been aware of the sensual talent she has. The raw way she can use sex to drive a man nuts.

Tosha steps up the pace and Ted quickly has his climax. She decides to go for two. Her motions become more rapid now. Almost frenzied. The muscles in her grip his erection and don't let go. Both she and Ted are covered with sweat. Every muscle in his body is trying for the second orgasm. Tosha keep grinding and grinding until he has it.

She leaps off Ted and faces Diane who towers ten inches over her. 

"Thanks, bitch. Thanks to you and your feeble efforts I discovered sexual strengths I never knew I had."

Diane doesn't like being called a "bitch." She slaps Tosha in the face and sends a fist to her forehead knocking her back into the lockers. She slams Tosha's head crashing into a locker repeatedly. Tosha develops a splitting headache but never comes close to being knocked out. She responds with a savage right to Diane's midsection.

The tall girl doubles over in pain. She may be a lot taller than Tosha, but she does not have her strength. Not even close. Tosha straightens her with an upper cut and then sends another, even harder right to the gut. Diane sinks to the floor.

Tosha sits on the floor behind Diane and wraps her legs around her ribs in a scissors and her arms around her neck in a choke hold. She doesn't want to do any serious damage to Diane, not even fracture a rib. Just squeeze until she can't breathe. Until she passes out. This happens. Quickly.

Now she turns to Ted. Again. She straddles his legs. Again. Ted smiles. More sex. God the woman is insatiable. Been dating her two years. Never knew. Nightly bliss from here on in. He closes his eyes in anticipation. Big mistake. If he had known what was coming, he could have tightened his stomach muscles.

Intense pain racks Ted's midsection as Tosha, using both fists, and starting from over her head, slams a hammer blow into his gut. She's now five feet two of pure strength and fury. The muscles in her back, shoulders and arms bulge as she draws her fist over her head again. 

Ted's eyes are open now! He sees the fists. He sees the muscles. He tightens his gut. This blow does less damage than the last. But it hurts. God, it hurts. And there are many blows to follow. Blow after blow after blow. Finally Ted is like Diane, no serious damage, but out cold.

Tosha unties Ted from the bench. She starts to put on her clothes. Stops. Ted and Diane are both nude and she wants to talk to both of them. Wants to find out "why?" Wants so badly to find out "why?" tonight happened. She sits, nude, until they both wake up.

"Why?, Diane. Is it because I'm black and you have no respect for Afro-Americans?"

"No, Tosha. I hate racial discrimination. I am sexually attracted to Ted. Your being black is irrelevant."

"Why?, Ted."

The silence is deafening. Tosha is already staring at him. Slowly Diane turns and stares.

"Look," says Ted. "I read about the kinky sex in a book. Diane was attracted to me. And I was attracted to her. But I didn't have the deep feelings about her that I have about you, Tosha. Thought you might be offended by this kinky stuff. Diane might not. Gals, this stuff turns me on, it really does."

"I can't trust you, Ted," says Tosha.

"You used me, Ted, " says Diane.

Tosha and Diane quickly put on their clothes and go their separate ways.

Ted scratches his head. Women. I just don't understand women.

Tosha and Diane are sitting in different apartments on different parts of the campus. But they're thinking the same thing. He doesn't get it. He just doesn't get it. Fuck him.

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