Both ladies were furiously proud of their rock hard, sculpted bodies. Nothing made Lauren happier than to have on a micro-mini when Robin had on an ankle length skirt. Nothing got Robin off more than sucking on a celery stalk at a table where Lauren was out on a date with some super stud. Both had a voracious lust for boxing and they both were fanatically attracted to the same types of men, fun-loving, muscle studs.

The competition for attention and to be known as the alpha-female had gotten so intense that Lauren and Robin had a signed agreement. If either lady came home with a sex-king and the other lady came home alone, the solo lady had the right to challenge the other for fucking rights. The male had little choice except for, strawberry cream pie or chocolate thistle pie, either one was succulent pie of the highest order.

Robin came home one Friday night after going to the fights at Madison Square. She'd picked up on an up-and-coming stud. As fate would have it, Lauren was dumped earlier that same night by her "man of the week." She caught one glimpse of Mike as he got into the hot tub with Robin and knew she had a lil-cummer. Lauren was gobsmacked at the sight of his package. Heat of the highest order. She decided to let Robin get a little worked up before she made her move.

Mike had had a tough fight that night, but he won by knockout. He drank a little too much train at the victory party and now the hot water of Robin's hot tub was actually making him very, very relaxed. Robin mounted him in the hot tub and kissed him hotly.

"Mike do you like real tight and real mean midnight black-pussy?" she breathed into Mike's ear and bit it savagely. Mike just laid back and went with da bitch. Robin rubbed her pussy-pie back and forth on top of Mike's love log. She couldn't believe how dam wide and how dam long he was. She was really enjoying this.

Mike moaned with exquisite pleasure, " Sista, its yur movie, make it real hard and show me sum willll pole dancin."

Robin was not sure of Mike's exact words but she had a pretty good idea. She pulled his bat out of the water and ducked her lips down on it. She sucked his dick very hard. Just then Mike felt something change. He looked up from the tub to see Robin being dragged by her hair out to the middle of the back yard.

She was kicking and crying, "Michael! Michael!"

Lauren lifted Robin up to her face by her hair, then blasted her on the point of the jaw with a right cross. Robin flew across the lawn and skidded on to the ground out cold.

"That's cold, sugar," Mike stated blithely as he watched a piece of quality nookie who was bustin' his bronco only seconds ago getting KO'd by the red headed dynamo.

"What's your sign, sista?" Mike laughed to Lauren.

"KO! I'm a tight red haired knock out that's going to rock you like you ain't never ever been rocked! As soon as I finish off my nim-nort of a roommate!" snarled Lauren as she picked a dazed and dumb Robin up by the hair.

"Sugar puss, you know what SUMTHIN is!" laughed Mike.

He jumped up onto the top of the hot tub, grabbed his cock with his left hand and put his right hand on top of his left hand leaving a whopping 2 inches of cock meat on top of his two fists of cock.

"This is SUMTHIN!"

Lauren punched Robin one more time, then quickly hopped over to Mike. She was up for SUMTHIN. She pushed Mike's hands away from his cock and dove her lips down hard over the rigid pole. She sucked in his cock head and she kept swallowing, more cock, taking him down. At eight and three quarter inches she stopped, this was what Lauren called the CHAMPIONS MILE, that last inch to inch and half that made the man a champion and made her a champion cocksucker.

"Slurrpppp!"

Lauren took Mike all the way! Mike was ecstatic. No bitch had ever done the whole Everest.

"Baby, you a champion cock sugger! You're my number one sugar-bush. You know what sumthin feels like pluggin hard into a tight twat-a-lini? Your gonna find out in minute!" gushed Mike.

"Over my dead body!" snarled Robin.

Damn! What a comeback! Maybe it was the sight of her reviled roommate sucking off her trophy cock that had sent an electro-shock through Robin, she drilled Lauren in the gut with a left fist and then a right fist, then she snapped out a front kick.

Lauren was jacked into the patio wall stunned and hurt. All she could think was, 'I shoulda killed her when I had a chance.'

Robin set her feet and danced toward Lauren, her fists moving in small circles of excitement. She pawed a left fist into Lauren's field of vision and then crammed her whole body, her whole fighting resume into a vicious over hand right that connected perfectly on Lauren's jaw. Lauren was KO'd on her feet. She fell face-first as Robin stepped out of her way but watching the entire time.

"Plopp!"

Robin turned slowly and walked back to Mike with a proud as a peacock smile, slowly she stepped back into the hot tub and mounted Mike's cock.

"Fuck me hard baby! I jus won your whole she-banger!" Robin demanded as Mike palmed her ass cheeks and plowed her love patch.

"I better fuck something soon or I'm going to kill somebody. Knowhatimsayin," Mike snarled back and slammed home his wicked stick.

Robin exploded with pleasure, but she sounded like she was being cut in half by some half-witted K-Mart Houdini. She was in fact sending a wake-up call to Lauren. Most women will tell you that they know when some other bitch is getting the packing they wanted from their stallion of choice. They can be ten states away but they always know.

Lauren pulled herself up and into the tub with a wild-flailing grab at Robin's hair. They both hit the water and went under. Slurping in the hot tub water seemed to quell Robin while it woke Lauren. Both ladies leaped out of the water and fired punches with intent to do bodily harm. Mike Tyson stepped in between and caught both of the ladies punches with his hands.

"Dammit all to fuck! Yur pissin on the wrong man!" Mike screamed, " I better have a tight pussy to cream in soon or I'm going to kill both of you! Now settle this like ladies!"

Mike was about to lose it. He was truly pissed so he felt right in stepping into the middle of the hell-fire that raged between them.

Lauren stopped punching at the exact same time Robin did. Each one looked at Mike, looked at her rival, looked down at Mike's wad-zooski and then exploded in rage, they both threw right crosses at the exact same time. Robin's punch landed high on Lauren's cheekbone while Lauren's landed on Robin's jaw. Lauren's head was jerked backward but she recovered, Robin was stopped dead still. Lauren took out the trash; she packed everything her 114 pound frame could muster into a left hook, the shot seemed to twist Robin Given's head off her shoulders.

She fell face first in the tub and sucked down water. Lauren knew she had Robin where she wanted her, underwater. She wasn't taking chances. Lauren lifted Robin out of the water by her hair and snarled in her face, then punched her out of the hot tub. Robin hit the patio deck like a stack on newspapers hitting main street at 5 in the morning.

Lauren leaped out right behind her and put a wicked head lock on her. She drug Robin into the house, threw the living room and into Lauren's bed room. She threw Robin into the big oak chair in her corner and bitch slapped her once, paused, smiled and then bitch slapped her even harder a second time.

Robin whimpered, "Please stop hitting me. You win. He's yours!"

"No shit, Shirley! "snapped Lauren as she raised her hand to see if Robin would cower.

She did. So Lauren laughed and slapped Robin one more time.

Out came the handcuffs.

Out came three silk scarves.

Robin was handcuffed through the back of the chair; she was gagged; her ankles were bound to the legs of the chair. Lauren took off her bikini bottom and put it over Robin's head. Then she piled on clothes on top. She smacked Robin's one more time and told her to be quiet or she'd knock her out again.

Meanwhile Mike was whacking his pud.

"Ain't this a bitch! Two supa fine ho's fighting over Mikee junior and I can't get none. Fuck me runnin'," Mike cried as he pumped his gun hard.

"Baby, that's my cock now," Lauren laughed as she returned. "I'm gonna give you a Texas Tornado fuck!"

"I aint goin' to Texas for pussy, that's sum skanky sheet down in Texas, " Mike laughed.

Lauren kissed him and twisted his cock like an angry mechanic twists the last lug nut on a tire rim. She led him into her bedroom and rode him like the fuck machine he was. The came many times until sunrise.

Every now and then Mike would stop and ask Lauren, " There it go again. You hear dat? Sound like a hurt puppy crying in the rain."

"Mike, that's no puppy…that's my bitch!" laughed Lauren. "Now fuck me like you mean it!!!!!"

DaEnd