A Sporting Arrangement
By: Tee

Karen walked to the window for at least the tenth time to see if they had
arrived and confirmed yet again that they hadn't. She knew it was still too
early to worry but her intense feeling of anticipation forced her too anyway.
Turning to her companion she nervously let her fingers play across his chest
and made him assure her once again that it was still on, not to worry and
that they still weren't due for a few more minutes.

It would be mostly dark now and she switched on a night light that cast a
soft illumination about the front room. Both of them had been dressed and
ready for some time and the action seemed to set a new phase for their
impatient wait. She looked at him, appreciatively as she usually did and
excited that he was as eager for this meeting as she was. They had both
wanted it badly and now that it was almost here the violence and excitement
of it would be shared almost equally.

It wasn't that warm in the outer room but already they're short, silk robes
were damp with perspiration. Both of them could feel the heavy tightness in
their chests increase as they contemplated the purpose of the evening. She
was acutely aware of her body beneath the robe and slipping it open, guided
his hand beneath it to cup and fondle the hard nipples of her firm breasts.
Drawing him even closer she let her other hand slip beneath the shortness of
the silk as she stroked the massive erection between his legs. "You're sure
you really want this to happen," she asked. "Yes" he replied thickly, "you
know I do, it won't be any different for me than it is for you." As they
strained softly against each other, appreciating each others presence and
impatient to begin, the door chime rang.

Karen recovered first and stood back from him, their faces expressionless as
they nodded in silent agreement. Paul moved to open the door and with one
last glance at Karen, motioned the two waiting outside to enter.

A silent welcome, no greetings just an intense appraisal of each other as the
new couple stepped into the light. As if to give some formality to it Karen
introduced herself by her first name and the others followed suit. That
accomplished the newcomers, Fred and Nicole, slipped off their coats to
reveal that they were similarly attired as they joined their hosts. Karen
felt her breath catch in rising excitement as she anticipated her match with
the man standing before her. As expected he was about 160 lbs. and 5' 8", the
same as Paul. The woman, like herself, was larger at 5' 11" and around 180
lbs. It was planned that way to make the fighting as equal as possible and
the only major difference on this occasion and one that was hard not to think
about was that the newcomers were black and their hosts were white. Aside
from the fact that all four of them were professional, sport fighters, it was
the first interracial fight that any of them had experienced and one of the
main reasons for their meeting.

Paul moved first and motioned them to follow as he led them down a corridor
to another room in the center of the house. "It's quiet, secure and equipped
as agreed too" he said. The newcomers nod approvingly as they examine the
interior and seem pleased with the arrangement. Picking up an envelope, He
offered it to the black woman who after examining it, handed him one in
return. 

Not waiting for them to verify the contents of the envelopes, Karen stepped
forward to confront the male and start the process. It was obvious that he
anticipated it as much as she and as their partners watched intently, their
eyes never leaving each other, they moved closer together.

It was equally exciting for the watchers as they moved in beside their
partners and listened intently as the principles discussed the minimum
conditions of their fight.

Karen had never felt so alive and when the male reached out to let his hand
appreciatively stroke her breast and eagerly she let her own slip beneath his
short robe to silently caress the small of his muscular back. Nicole, her
face mirroring her own excitement moved close behind him and slipped her hand
between his legs as she stared into Karen's eyes. Karen felt her mouth go dry
as she felt Nicole's hard belly tighten against the back of her arm. She was
very close to him and as she felt Paul slowly begin to slip her robe from her
shoulders, she savored the first thrilling feel of the male's hard body
against her own. Urgently pressing against him, his massive arousal now hot
against her thigh, she let Paul slip the robe from her as she exhibited her
body for their hungry gaze. Flexing her arms and striking a pose she waited
as the female slipped the knot of her male's robe and proudly stripped him
for their eager examination. He was beautiful she thought, sleek and
powerful, an equal match and eager to match her. Breaking the silence she
said, "I know we've all done this before but this time it's different. There
won't be any inhibitions, not this time. There isn't anything to hold us back
and that's the way we want it isn't it?". Nicole, her fingers softly
caressing her lovers lip to silence replied, "Yes, that is why we're here
isn't it?" and looking at Paul said, "we're all here because we want it and
we want it this way. We haven't thought of anything else for weeks and we're
impatient to begin." " Yes, that's they way it's been for us too" replied
Paul and having said so, as if by common consent, they pushed the two
together and stood back to give them the room they would need. 

Karen was wild for their first contact but by unspoken agreement they paused
to look at each other for the last time before it was made. Speaking softly
but with obvious excitement she said "I know we really want this. It has to
be real, it won't be just wrestling around, and we're going to hurt each
other" and saying so let her fist move slowly up his ribs. His breath now
coming in short pants of anticipation he replied, yes, for me and for Nicole
too. She wants me with you and she wants to watch me do it."

They were closer now, hands slowly caressed arms and shoulders as they
pressed hungrily against each other. Quickly he embraced her and grasping
her ass with both hands, pulled her moist femininity against his hard excited
cock. Dropping her arm she let her own hand reach his back and emphasizing
the action, held him tight as her buried his head in the hollow of her neck.
"It's going to begin very soon now" he said thickly, "and when it does,
nothing will stop it." Moving her head away from his she replied, "it's an
even match, I'm glad we can't hold anything back, our others will ensure it's
a fight to the finish." Saying that she raised her palms and placing them
against his chest, raked her nails slowly across his chest. Never flinching,
his eyes locked to hers he responded by grasping her breast and letting his
own fingernails dig cruelly into the firm flesh.

Without speaking they embraced again as they eagerly pressed against each
other and tested each others strength. Eager hands caressed powerful arms,
she pressed her lips to his neck as he, like a lover, thrust his swelling
cock into the hollow between her legs. Almost wrestling now the two of them
gloried in their first aggressive physical contact and waited for it to begin
and as their partners silently and with great expectation retired to the side
of the room.


Chapter #two
  
Nicole and Paul moved together by common consent, their attention focused on
the increasing activity of the fighters before them and called encouragement
to urge them on. Quickly they slipped out of their own robes and moved
together. In his excitement Paul quickly placed his arm around her waist and
drawing her close let his lips enjoy the hollow of her throat as his hands
greedily stroked her moist, swelling cunt. Equally wild, she pressed against
his, her eyes glued wildly to the increasing struggle before them and clasped
her fingers around his eager cock. 

The first flush of physical contact was almost over now and the inevitable
process had begun. The watching pair marveled at the sight before them as the
two fighters began their stalk. Karen was visibly trembling with anticipation
and Paul felt his breath catch as he watched her move to within closer range
of the male. Her powerful body gleamed with a soft sheen of perspiration as
they closed, inviting the other to attack. He moved first and leaping at her,
wrapped his arms tightly about her waist. Increasing the pressure he lifted
her feet from the floor in a savage bear hug, pulling her hot flesh against
him. Fiercely she resisted as she struggled against him but to no avail. He
was too strong and his grip tightened even further as the first grunt of
frustration escaped her lips. 

Savagely they struggled, still wrestling, the only sounds their harsh
breathing and increasing grunts of exertion as they pressed together in the
center of the room. Suddenly he shifted and lifted his right leg sharply
between her legs. It unbalanced him though and as she squealed in shock and
pain they fell sideways, still together, to the floor.

The watching couple were consumed by emotion as they watched their lovers
come to grips. They both wanted it, breathlessly they waited for the battle
to begin. They moved closer, almost unconsciously, and Paul felt her push
back against him as she silently invited his caresses. Never taking their
eyes from the struggle taking place before them and as they pressed together
he slid his hand across the smoothness of her belly and cupped the moist,
swelling profusion of her womanhood with his hand. It was intoxicating, his
first physical contact with a black fighting female and he luxuriated in
feeling her taunt muscular body pressed so closely against his own, the musky
smell of her sex assaulting his nose. Letting his fingers explore her moist
crevice for a moment more she slowly raised his hand with her own and guided
it to his mouth.

The female was on top of the male now. Her strong white body pinning his dark
one to the floor, her left forearm under his chin, and although his arms were
still drawn tightly about her waist, she now had freedom to move. Bringing
her right arm back, she drove her fist into his lower belly.

Nicole moved forward involuntarily but Paul restrained her and she made no
further move to interfere. He wrestled her back, eager for the struggle and
as she tensed against him and they knew that the inevitable preparations for
their own test had begun.

Her fist had its desired effect and releasing his hold they scrambled to
their feet. Both were breathing hard from the exertion and excitement and the
blood from their earlier contact was visible on their sweat streaked bodies.
Nicole noticed approvingly that her male was not so aroused now and leaned
forward involuntarily as he began to stalk the female.

Backing away Karen waited for an opening as the two of them boxed in the
center of the room. She knew he badly wanted to hit her and also that her
best course of action would be to keep him off of her until his eagerness
caused him to make a mistake. Bobbing and weaving to avoid his jabbing fists
she felt herself being forced to retreat from the center of the room.

The sound of Paul's warning came too late. Her attention focused on the male,
she didn't realize that she was at the edge of the cleared area until she
felt the couch against the back of her leg. Falling backward, she had only
time to brace herself and push her arms up in defense before he was on her.

He was quick. Launching himself in the air he crashed on top of her, his left
hand masking her face as he forced her head over the edge of the sofa.
Snarling with pleasure he dug his right fist into her ribs before thrusting
her thighs apart with his leg.

Nicole anticipated him and turning thrust him backwards into the chair, her
own body sprawled across his, as they watched in fascinated silence. Both of
them were tightly entwined, their harsh breathing interrupted only by their
encouragement to the fighting pair. Paul reached out to capture her and found
that she did not resist. He marveled at her hard, body, hot and strong and
covered with perspiration. She snuggled closer, her mouth to his ear she
murmured, "Very soon it will be our turn won't it?".

The female reacted with a jabbing thrust of her right fist and although it
did no damage it unbalanced him enough so that she could bring her right
thigh up sharply into his groin. Twisting out from beneath him she sprawled
to the floor and then to her feet as he rose, clutching himself briefly
before her followed her.

Paul marveled again at just how well matched they were and saying so received
a short nod of agreement from Nicole. Karen's body was taunt with
anticipation as she waited for the male to reach her. Paul sensed her
intentions and involuntarily held his breath as the two of them came together
in the center of the room.

Not content to box or wrestle now they both closed with the intention of
carrying the fight to each other in a close in, brutal battle of their fists.
Offering no defense Karen accepted the males first blow to her belly as she
responded with a short right to the side of his head. Driving him back she
followed it with a short left to his belly followed by a clubbing backhand
across the face as he retreated before her. 

Again Nicole tried to rise and again he pulled her back as the two fighters
came together before them. There was little or no attempt to cover up now, to
avoid or to protect. Driven by their desire for the brutal conquest of
personal battle, the small room was silent except for the sound of fists
buried repeatedly hard, straining bodies and their grunts of effort and
savage curses. Both of them were marked and bleeding now, each blow to slick,
gleaming flesh brought fresh little bursts of sweat from them as they
furiously traded punches at close quarters. Karen's face was cut above the
right eye and the blood from that mingled freely with that from her nose and
mouth. The male's cheek was open and bleeding badly and as he moved to
deflect her left, her right exploded on his mouth. Momentarily stunned he
retreated before once again meeting her attack.

Neither of them had ever seen anything like it and they were silent as they
savored the sight before them. Karen's body was the closest, her powerful
back muscles rippling beneath her sweat slick skin her face twisted in a
grimace of savage pleasure as her muscular, corded arms drove blows
repeatedly into the males body. The male, oblivious to the blood pouring
from his mouth, had only one thought and that was to meet her challenge and
present one of his own. Neither of them sought protection from the other. It
was almost as if they welcomed it and as they proudly presented themselves
for the other's destruction. They were two perfect specimens with only one
thought in mind and that was their desire to destroy the other.

The watching pair pressed more closely together as their battle lust grew. He
felt her wreath against him and as she slipped her left arm around his neck
and pulled his mouth against the sweet, firm flesh of her breasts. Wrapping
his arms around her he drew her even closer as he reveled in the sensual feel
of her powerful body and the savage scent of her sex. Cupping her right
breast he slowly rolling the thick, turgid nipple between his fingers, gently
at first and then harder, to inflict pain, he felt her move against him. He
felt her right hand slip around the shaft of his cock and daring her to
respond, buried his fingers into her bulging breast. A groan of pleasure
escaped his lips as she cruelly twisted her fingers around his rigid shaft
and might have had difficulty maintaining control if the pair struggling
before them had not deposited themselves at their feet.

Sensing that he was at a disadvantage in their slugging battle, the black had
launched himself at the female and they crashed to the floor only feet from
the watching pair. Obtaining the advantage that had eluded him while they
were on their feet, he secured her right thigh between his legs and wrapping
his left arm around her neck, began driving his right fist into her
unprotected belly and breasts. She struggled furiously but he overpowered her
efforts again and again. Alternately directing his fist to her upper body he
now held her head beneath his arm and smashed repeated blows into her exposed
vulva.

It might have ended there and Nicole thrust herself him to prevent any
interference and screamed in lusty excitement for the male to finish her.
Paul couldn't move with her against him and in fact, with his head locked
over her left shoulder, couldn't really see the action before them.
Frantically he struggled to throw her off but gripping the back of the
chair, she held him beneath her as she watched the brutal mayhem taking
place at their feet. Paul, lashing out in the only way possible, drove his
foot blindly in the direction of the fighting pair and felt satisfaction as
he connected with the blacks head. 

Momentarily stunned the fighting pair rolled apart and Karen staggered to her
feet moving to the other side of the room. The black followed, trying to
corner her before she had time to recover and she had difficulty avoiding his
repeated blows as he pressed her against the wall. Furiously he pursued her,
his fists a blur as punched her against the wall. Struggling to shield
herself behind a high backed chair, she frantically struggled to regain some
measure of her strength. Bloody and bruised, her face and upper body smeared
with blood and sweat, she appeared easy prey as the wildly excited male
closed with her.

The watching pair was still now as the black drove the woman out from behind
the chair and into the center of the room. Slowly he approached her, savoring
the moment of victory when he would drive her to the floor. His bloody fists
before him, his shaft erect and hard, he moved to meet with her.

Karen, her breasts heaving rapidly, waited for him to reach her. Never
flinching as he delivered his fist into her unprotected belly she responded
with her own, driving it flush to the side of his unsuspecting jaw.

Stunned he staggered back and she followed. Still dazed and unable to fend
her off he could only offer feeble protection as she deliberately drove first
her left and then her right fist into his unprotected body. Again and again,
with obvious pleasure, she struck. The sweat and blood that had blurred her
vision now flew from her body in a spray as her furious fists found their
target. 

It was Paul's turn now and as Nicole started to rise he wrapped his right
arm across the front of her throat and bent her back across his body. Raging
against him she could do no more than curse and scratch as he watched in
fascinated silence as his wife moved in for the kill. Suddenly Nicole reached
up and wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him over her but as they
broke apart he felt the satisfaction of driving his left fist solidly between
her outspread legs. Squealing in rage and pain she arose and he followed.

Now with his back against the chair, Karen was on him. Holding his now droops
head up with her shoulder she furiously punished his lower body. Not content
to attack just her former targets her blows frequently connected between his
legs as she drove the sex out of her exhausted opponent. 

Paul followed as Nicole moved toward them and thrusting his body against hers
prevented her from joining the battle. Holding her against him they struggled
as Karen finished her task.

Now totally beaten the Black tried to escape her but she would not yet
permit it. Driven wild now with her battle lust and the desire for conquest
she pressed closer to him, her fists supporting him to prevent his falling.
For a long moment she had him, holding him upright with the force of her
blows as she destroyed his will and ability to fight.

Then, as Nicole finally escaped his grasp, it was over. Stiffening, Karen
moved back allowing the black to slump forward. As he did, she drove her fist
into him one last time, smashing it into his face and driving him over onto
his back. As they approached, she remained there, her magnificent body red
and slick with blood, her sweaty breasts heaving proudly in victory as she
stared down at her defeated opponent.

Paul embraced her as Nicole knelt down to assist her unconscious lover.
Exhausted she leaned against him as he gently caressed her body and drew her
aside as they silently watched the female lift the male and carry him to the
couch. Reveling in the intense pleasure of her victory and the close
sleekness of her body he held her close and helped her to the shower room
where he could administer to her cuts and bruises.



					Afterwards

Karen smiled as the other couple entered the sex room to join them. "I'm
glad you are well enough to join us she said. I was afraid that maybe we
wouldn't have the pleasure of being with you after our fight. Nicole said
nothing but Fred gave a lopsided grin in response and replied. "It was tough
but a truly fabulous experience and I know we both enjoyed it and wanted it
that way. You are a magnificent fighting woman but it will be awhile before I
want to be matched with you again." Rolling slowly onto her back the
reclining female fighter arched her back and thrusting her thighs apart
motioned him to attend to the last part of their contract.