After the worst night of my life in that tiny bathroom stall, I limped to my room with my flattened ass, determined to get stronger and fuck the shit out of Heather. I started putting crazy hours into the gym, running into her a few times at the gym, her godly body glistening in sweat, as she asked me how my ass was and if my hair had gotten yellower. I paid no heed to it however, and kept going with the exercise and diet. Many months passed by and it was the spring break of our fourth year, when I thought I’d finally gotten my ass on par with Heather’s. I decided it was time to rock Heather’s world and put her down for good. I planned in advance for the break as we were going on a group trip and she was in my group. I made sure to get a single room in the hotel we booked and called her up and asked her to join me and my friends in my room for a bit of poker. The moment she came into the room and we stared down, I felt trauma, as I felt up my ass, which was now better than ever before. To everyone’s surprise and James’ delight she acted like she tripped and fell first face into my crotch, feeling me up slightly as she got up, making me wet already (though she was a bad bitch, she was probably the hottest girl on campus, me being second in my own ranking as she had owned me a lot more than I had fucked her). We played poker as she sat between me and James, touching him ***a lot.***
We stopped playing at about one in the morning and everyone left. Except James and Heather. As soon as I was back from seeing my friends out, I turned to find Heather right in front of me, our boobs making contact. She motioned James to do something and to my surprise, he brought out the same and black and white underwear we wore on the day our rivalry had began. She threw them at me and told me to strip. As we got into the underwear, James explained the rules of the showdown to us, much to my chagrin as I didn’t know he would be involved. He had already seen her humiliate me so much but this was the first he’d see it live if I lost. **I had to win.** He explained that this would be a clean sex fight, without toys and we would be filmed. It would consist of four rounds – tits to tits, fingering, ass to ass and scissoring . If there was a tie, the one who dominated the the other and **sat on her face** (I knew that Heather had put that in) would win**.** Loser had to watch as the winner rode James and sat on his face. Loser also had to relinquish James to the winner. This one bugged me a little but James was on board with it so I had to go along with it.
We got on the bed and James got his camcorder ready to film us. Soon we were ready and Heather and I stood, tits to tits. I thought it was just a titfight and got ready to grind my nipples on hers when she took my right boob in her mouth and licked it. She pulled me closer and bit my nipples making me moan already. Soon I pushed her back and got up against her and pressed our chests together. After a while I was getting pushed back, as I felt her nipples stab my boobs while she smiled, unaffected by mine. She started grinding left and right, spanking me as she did. Completely overwhelmed and my panties leaking, I yelled as she laughed when she smelled my juices. To my surprise, she was drier than sandpaper. I came with a burst and she slapped me and I fell on the bed, as James raised her hand and declared her victory. We were allowed a water break between rounds and I felt terrified because of how well she fucked my tits up.
I got on the bed again and readied myself as James turned his cam on again. Heather leapt at me but I got her before she could get me. I stabbed her pussy with my middle and drove it in hard, making her scream. I spread her cunt lips and inserted another finger, as she got one in me as well. I put in a third immediately after, making her close her eyes and drop her head back as she was teetering on the edge. Without warning she pushed her entire fist in my pussy, and I nearly imploded. She smiled and licked her lips as she fisted me and bent down to taste me. Taking advantage of her carelessness I got my fourth finger inside her and even slipped my thumb in her ass. As she got up, I grabbed her neck and she grabbed mine and we fucked each other up, till Heather’s eyes rolled and she exploded on my palm. I pushed her off and swallowed her juices (despite her nature, she sure was sweet).
We took a break and got ready for the long awaited ass smash rematch. We turned around and thrust right in. She didn’t feel as hard anymore! She visible panicked when she saw how toned my ass had gotten since the last time. I kept going on her till I heard her cry out in pain. I was smashing her. I laughed and said “Who’s got the defective ass now?” Immediately she shot back, “Still you, bitch, see you in hell!” and increased her thrusts even more, squeezing my ass a little now. I too increased my vigour and we grunted as we struggled to dominate each other. In a flash, she moved her ass up and brought it down on me, smushing my ass like it was a marshmallow. I choked out a scream as I felt a shock in my hip bones and fell on my face. She laughed and spanked my already destroyed ass as I groaned and almost cried in disappointment. Almost a year toning my ass and this bitch was still stronger than me, though our body features were really similar. She grabbed my hips and began licking my ass as I moaned, but James pulled her away. We got a water break and I sat on the bed again in pain, struggling to even lift myself up.
Heather noticed this and smiled as she gestured to sitting on James’ face soon. I was livid and from the moment we smacked our pussies together, I dominated her, despite my injury. Our pussies made wet sounds as they met and pulled away. Suddenly, Heather kissed me and grabbed my ass and clawed it, applying pressure on the bruise. I cried out and stopped for a few seconds, which she used to push me under her. I felt like an earthquake was rocking my body and was about to come, when I instinctively spanked her hard. To my surprise she had been damaged nearly as much as me and she struggled to recover. I grabbed her butt and pushed my clit into hers, hard, as she erupted into my vagina. She then fell down and we both caught our breaths.
James then announced a tie and said it was time for the “breaker”, appropriately named as one us would surely break forever after it. We got onto the bed for one last time and wrestled each other.
She tried to rub our bruised asses together once again, only for me to push her off. We struggled in many different positions, until we finally got into a sixty-nine. This would truly prove who was more woman. I grabbed her ass as I was under and began eating her ass out as she did my pussy. “Practicing for later?” she called out from inside my vagina as I felt an orgasm coming. Desperate, I started fingering both her holes, and in doing so gave her the same idea. She cackled as she felt my squirt shoot up. I yelled and came hard on her face, falling back, owned again. She didn’t stop though and kept going, despite my constant struggles. She finally let go and turned herself around and made a sexy face as she peed directly in my mouth. Tears streamed down as she poured her urine down my throat and turned around again, facing away from me now and rocked her ass on my face as I felt her queef on my face. Again she turned around and slapped me repeatedly as she kept rotating her hips on my face. She came gloriously and moaned while looking at James and grabbing her boobs. “Your gf is so pathetic and easy, almost like she likes me riding her lol!” She grabbed my hair and lifted my crying and devastated face up and kissed bit me neck, before slapping me and pushing me off the bed.
From the floor, I looked up in tears as she got on my bf’s face and ground on it. I felt even more humiliated than the bathroom stall as she looked at me and laughed as she called out James’ name and came on his face. She got off him and got down to kiss my ass and spanked me one last time before leaving.
I had lost that day, in every sense of the word, lost the fight, my dignity, my will and my bf. I heard that they actually got back together during the trip and even saw them make out in front of me a lot on campus. Whenever I saw Heather, I shrunk in fear and felt my pussy grow tighter, as she flaunted her truly superior ass in front of me all the time, as if reminding me of when I was under it when she had dominated and fucked me up. And so the year ended and I never heard from James or Heather again, until 6 years later, but that’s a story for another day…
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/11daba5/ff_fm_part_6_my_bfs_ex_and_i_bet_on_him_winner
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