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Dunno why I haven't posted this earlier.

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Post by acuya on Tue Dec 05, 2017 7:07 am

The In And Out had to be the worst name for a love hotel that Bubbles had ever heard, and it was up against all the stiff competition she’d come across since coming on this island: the Love Shack, the Big Heart, Aphrodisia, just to name a few. But, silly tag aside, it was absolutely perfect.

It had reasonable rates, quite affordable when it came to groups, and they offered an AFW discount that would let them rent out one of their more interesting rooms all night long. It had everything they needed - the bed, large enough for two large women and two slightly less large women. A dark red carpet and a matching wall, adorned with all the necessary sexual objects - the ball gag, the paddle, the whips, the handcuffs, the dildos, the chains, assorted oils. And, wouldn't you know it, the floor had just enough open space for, say, a mat. Funny that.

Bubbles and Mariah came early - relatively speaking. Night was just starting to set in, the sun setting off in the distance, the hotel beginning to fill up with lovers. It was nigh-impossible for the two of them to reach the room unnoticed, even more so now that they’d had a legendary battle with Femke. People wanted autographs, selfies, and a couple of brave young ladies wanted Bubbles to sign their breasts...and do a few extra things, on top. That last request came while she and Mariah were getting lunch near a college campus, where they happened to stumble on two incredibly eager AFW fans with some specific fantasies in mind. Unfortunately, as much as it pained the Virgin Killer, she had to do something she rarely did, almost never considered, something that went against every fiber of her being, against her very nature, and who she fundamentally was as a person.

Bubbles Burste turned down a threesome with two college girls.

Even now, as she cleaned up the room along with Mariah, the thought pained her more than her still-aching bones ever could. Those wounds would heal, after all. She and Femke both had taken some time in the hospital, getting looked at for their twin concussions. It turned out that ramming your skull into another Amazon’s head wasn’t the best thing for your long term health. Go figure.

But Bubbles didn’t regret the match. She cherished every bruise, treasured each aching bone, wore every scratch and scuff as a mark of pride. Her match with the Golden was, well, golden. The rare sort of match that most wrestlers were lucky enough to experience once in their lives. If at all. And now that amazing moment was about to lead to another one.

Bubbles sat on the edge of the bed, leaning back on her hands, her bare legs crossed and on full display thanks to her Daisy Dukes. She wore a simple white shirt, one that was unbuttoned and tied at the middle, pulled tight to keep her bursting breasts contained. She looked every bit the stereotypical Southern belle save for a pair of pigtails, and she was considering a try at those once her hair grew enough for it.

An enticing look. One she hoped Femke and Mariah approved of.

For now, she just wanted to sit back and wait, imagining all the things she’d do to her rival and all the things that would be done to her. Also, she got a kick out of watching her wife pace about in that sexy white schoolgirl outfit, one they’d been aching to bust out for over a year now.

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Post by Daaharu on Wed Dec 06, 2017 6:51 am

Darya had been planning to hold this little get-together at a ritzy hotel, but when she and Femke arrived in front of the In and Out, she couldn't help but let a smile grace her face. She had to admit, this was better. This place, a favorite of AFW wrestlers and right in the middle of an otherwise quite upscale district of Japan's capital, was a curious intersection of the fancy and the freaky, the beautiful and the dirty—much like AFW itself. It was so much better than a suite. There were no particular special preparations to be made, no soundproofing, no reinforcing of the furniture—that all came standard with the room. It was perfect, and Darya almost had to wipe a tear out of her eye. Mariah had done excellent work.

The sun had just disappeared behind the skyline of Tokyo in the west, its golden light still diffused across the city as the two European women entered the love hotel ready to play, having just received the call that all of their "special equipment" had been delivered and would either be waiting in the room or, in the case of a few particular surprises, waiting in a small storage area just down the hall. Darya's head turned slowly, taking in all of the women whose attention now seemed to turn to them. Femke, whose big, fluffy winter jacket nonetheless barely covered up her luscious curves and showed some generous tan cleavage, probably received the lion's share of that attention. The swarthy titaness had not always been the best at dealing with her fans, and her manager, formerly the most reviled, least sociable wrestlerette in Europe, was in no position to guide her. So the days since the match with Bubbles had been a challenge. Still, Femke had found the attention she received here in Tokyo quite refreshing, as girls here were so open about flashing her, and kissing her, and asking for all kinds of favors...

...most of which she had to turn down, of course. She was still aching from the fight, walking with a very slight limp, nursing a couple of visible bruises on her face and a couple more on her torso. On top of that she was, of course, married, and while Darya was largely open to Femke having fun—and had even herself been propositioned more than once—Femke tended to save her fun for special occasions. Like the very special occasion tonight, which she needed as much energy as possible for. After signing a few autographs and taking a few pictures, the two of them were walking down the hallway toward the room Mariah and Bubbles had reserved, and Femke couldn't help but skip along, grinning like a madwoman. Darya tried to be more serious, but she couldn't help but snort and grin at her wife's childlike demeanor. It was utterly ridiculous to watch, but still...surprisingly sexy.

They opened the door, and stepped inside, finding Mariah pacing the floor and Bubbles relaxing on the bed. Femke immediately threw off her coat, revealing a sexy little ensemble of her own: a red, black, and white cheerleader costume she and Darya had been dying to try out, with her belly bare and the skirt coming down about an inch below her pussy, with a pair of stretchy white bloomers underneath. The Dutchwoman wouldn't waste time with pleasantries. "Bubbles!" she called out, rushing forward and throwing herself onto her doppelganger, tackling her back onto the bed, wrapping her up in a big hug as she smashed their faces together, kissing Bubbles aggressively, passionately, a little overexcitedly, like a six-foot-plus busty puppy.

Darya, meanwhile, would sidle over to Mariah, swinging her hips back and forth, sliding off her own coat to reveal a tiny plaid skirt, a white shirt nearly bursting at the seams, and a little bow tie, along with knee socks that tagged her as a slutty schoolgirl, just like her fellow manager. "Mmm, looks like ze two of us have ze detention together," she joked, winking at Mariah as she slid a hand up the American's arm. She jerked her head towards Femke as she made out with Bubbles. "She has been like zis all day."

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Post by acuya on Thu Dec 07, 2017 6:33 am

Thoughts flitted through Bubbles’ head like wild butterflies, flapping all over the place and refusing to leave. What if Femke was too hurt to join them? What if she joined them anyway and she had to stop half way through. What if she didn’t like the outfit, what if she thought the place was too corny, what if she got lost or…

From across the room, Mariah could see how anxious Bubbles was getting. She didn’t look like a woman who’d been waiting for this moment for a week or so, but someone who’d been anticipating this her entire life. Maybe she had. She knew her wife well, knew that she was never picky in her tastes and that she was a verified sexual connusuer where sex was involved, an epicurean of sexual tastes. While she didn’t question her place in Bubbles bed, the simple fact was that Femke could love Bubbles in ways she couldn’t. That no one could.

All the same, she was willing to try, and for a moment Mariah considered going over there and giving her wife a little relief, just something to keep her wet and ready before their friends arrived. Luckily - or unluckily, depending on the view - Femke came crashing in a moment later, and the room immediately lightened despite the dark decor.

”Femke!” Bubbles’ squeal would have been a better fit for a woman half her size and age.

Mariah was grateful that she hadn’t tried to give Bubbles a little fluffing. Not only because she didn’t want to dampen their experience, but because, if she’d in position when Femke entered the room she had no doubts that the Dutch Destroyer would’ve crushed her in between - not the worst way to end up in a hospital, but she’d prefer to avoid such a fate if at all possible.

Bubbles and Femke collided with a familiar meaty smack, the same crash of fulsome flesh and mighty muscle that had resonated through the arena all throughout their match. Bubbles continued to squeal with glee even as Femke smashed their mouths together, and she wrapped her legs around her fellow giantess and pulled her tight, wanting as much flesh contact as possible. Their breasts and pussies greeted each other once again, stirring their loins and heating their bodies.

She needed a Herculean effort, but Bubbles was able to pry her mouth away from Femke long enough for two words: ”Miss me?” Then she dove back in.

Mariah really should’ve been surprised that Darya had chosen a similar outfit to her own, but then again, maybe not - the two of them were of the same mind on so many things, what as one more? And she looked stunning in the outfit. Mariah couldn't help but drink the look in for a moment, loving the way someone so devilish could look so innocent.

Mariah just sighed and watched their wives go at each other, rubbing Darya’s arm. She turned and whispered into the Russian’s ear, not that there was any real reason to - she could’ve screamed bloody murder, and the two titanesses wouldn’t miss a kiss to check I.T out.

”They would fuck all night, if we let them.”  She giggled. ”It’s a little wrong that I’m tempted, right?”

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Post by Daaharu on Fri Dec 08, 2017 4:25 am

That loud smack of flesh on flesh, body on body momentarily made Darya wince, as that sound was still associated in her mind with some of the unpleasant, terrifying collisions which the two amazonian women had suffered through during their match. It had very nearly killed her to watch the two of them very nearly kill each other, smashing into each other with enough concussive force to put an elephant down. This time, as hard as the impact was—and it was still hard enough, surely, to break bones on lesser, smaller women—it was obvious neither was going to get hurt, and Darya was able to relax as she watched her wife tackle her new friend down onto that bed, the two of them squeezing each other tight and rolling around, lips locked together in a sloppy kiss, buxom bodies practically tearing through their outfits in order to make bare naked contact.

As Mariah turned and whispered in her ear, Darya would smile and nod, turning to the American woman and pressing her lips into the corner of Mariah's lips to start, giving her a coy little half-kiss, breathing slowly in and out, letting her breath wash over the other woman's face and breathing in the lighter-haired woman's essence. "It vould be some vonderful show, yes?" she would reply, glancing over to the two giantesses, coiled tightly together. "Femke is normally very stoic, very strong, but Bubbles makes her so giggly. I tink she already looks at Bubbles as her best friend." Darya chuckled, then reached down to grab Mariah's ass with both hands, squeezing it through her skirt, molding all that flesh with her fingers and lifting Mariah up slightly.

"Maybe not all night, but ve can let zem have a little fun, just ze two of zem...and zat vould mean you...and I..."

It was not a normal couples' night by the standards of anyone anywhere in the world, but it was perfect for Darya and Femke, and Darya could tell that it was perfect for Mariah and Bubbles, too.

Femke squealed with delight as every inch of her body smashed into Bubbles, the two of them rolling around on the bed, Femke's skirt riding up to show off some cute black cheerleader bloomers underneath the pleats. As Bubbles's long, strong legs wrapped around hers, Femke would let hers slide around Bubbles's, too, and lock snugly in place, four thick trunks of tan skin locked together so closely that no one, perhaps not even the two titanesses, could tell which limb belonged to which woman.

When Bubbles broke the kiss, Femke's lips would fall to Bubbles's neck, giving it a love bite, then sucking and kissing down about half of its length before Bubbles's lips found hers again. As they kissed again, Femke would reach down to Bubbles's shirt and begin rolling it up, trying to free her friend's big, brown breasts so that her hands would have something perfect to play with. For just an instant, she would break the kiss again. "It was terrible that we couldn't see each other between the match and now...I demanded they put us in the same hospital room, but they said they couldn't accommodate us both!"

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Post by acuya on Sun Dec 10, 2017 1:34 am

Watching Bubbles and Femke roll around wasn't just unspeakable hot, but strangely hypnotic. Their bodies were a twisting, undulating mass of flesh, like watching a human lava lamp. Their skin was such a similar shade, their muscles matching so closely in shape, that only a concentrating eye could make out the seams, tell where Femke’s legs ended and Bubbles’ began.

Beautiful and mesmerizing enough to be a painting. Twin Goddesses In Love.

Mariah would have been content to watch such a display all night, all day, all week, all month. But, as hot as their wives were, she hadn’t come here and set this up just for them. There was a certain ravishing Russian who’d destroyed and stained a dress of hers, too, and she was  quite eager to expand their own promising relationship in, interesting ways.

Judging by the way Darya was grabbing her ass like she was inspecting a pair of melons, her counterpart felt much the same way. Good.

”Oh, I’m sure we can come up with some ways to keep ourselves occupied.” She turned her head to the side leaned in, bringing her lips close, so close, to Darya, swapping hot breathes with the Russian. ”But, first, I’m curious - what did a cute thing like you do to get into detention? Huh? Did you-“

Before Mariah could finish her question, she was interrupted by a shirt flying across the room and hitting her in the back of the head - Bubbles’ shirt, to be exact. The Virgin Killer had helped Femke rip the annoying clothing off, and she hadn’t paid enough attention to where she flung the garment. ”Oops, sorry, babe!”

So, yes, Bubbles and Femke were enjoying themselves.

With that pesky top now gone, Bubbles lifted up her arms and gave Femke full access, putting them out to be consumed. She’d gotten more than a little taste of the affection that her newest, strongest lover could give, but now she wanted the full  meal.

”Probably just as well - wouldn’t have been able to keep my hands off you long enough for them to do anything.” She further intertwined their legs together, practically grapevining her clone, and smashed her hips into the wild woman, their pussies longing to kiss again through the fabric. ”Cheerleader’s a neat choice.” She threw a sly wink her way. ”I’m getting a cheer out of you before the night’s up. Just so you know.”

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The same way their flesh melted visually for their watching wives, Femke would just close her eyes as she viciously snogged Bubbles, just letting herself melt into Bubbles, relaxing completely in her arms—okay, maybe not entirely completely, since she was still snuggling Bubbles hard, squeezing the shorter-haired woman tightly in her arms. She yanked the other amazon's shirt up, and Bubbles helped her with it, the top getting flung across the room towards their wives, though Femke had her face buried in the American wrestler's cleavage before she could even guess as to where it might land. She motorboated Bubbles ferociously, blowing hot air and a little spit, wiggling her face all around, left and right, up and down, sliding from the very top of Bubbles's chest down to the underside of those huge brown orbs, which her hands came up to to squeeze excitedly, pressing those breasts closer in, surrounding her own face with nothing but her friend's flesh.

Darya watched that little display with intense interest, but when Mariah leaned into her embrace, letting Darya's hands have free reign over her ass as they puffed hot little breaths in each other's faces, she could not help but avert her gaze from the masterpiece which was their entwined wives and stare into Mariah's eyes. In response to the American's question, she would give her a sly little grin, look down uncertainly, then look back up again, giving her friend a little pout. "Oh, it vas so unfair. All I did vas pull a girl's hair because I like her..."

While one hand still squeezed Mariah's ass hard, slipping under her skirt to fondle her panty-clad ass more intimately, the other slid up her back, to the back of her head, yanking on her light hair with some , bending her head down slightly, tilting hers as well as she gave Mariah a hard kiss.

Femke, meanwhile, kept motorboating Bubbles for a few seconds even after her comment about getting a cheer. She felt the near-grapevine stretching her legs out, and she moaned softly into her friend's tits, before picking her head up and looking up into Bubbles's eyes from below, resting her chin on those big pillows as she showed Bubbles a cute little toothy smile, her cheeks turning a little bit red. "You know...if anyone other than Darya asked that before last week, I might have just knocked them out as soon as it came out of their mouth..." she mused.

"But you're different. You're too perfect to resist. Maybe I'll make up a cheer about you."

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Post by acuya on Sat Dec 16, 2017 7:23 am

Darya could’ve been an actress, if she’d wanted, and not even the more sundry kind. Mariah stood there, watching as she animated and spoke and pouted and managed to be cute, despite having one of the domineering, powerful personalities she’d ever come across.  Instead of looking silly in that outfit, she made the look come alive.

Of course, that cuteness had a limit. These were naughty schoolgirls, of course, and that naughtiness came out when strong fingers gripped Mariah’s hair, tugging her head back, pulling on the scalp. She gasped - or tried to. She only made half of the noise before a tongue was shoved into her mouth, along with two of the most delicious lips she’d ever tasted. Hello again, Darya.

”That’s funny.” She muttered, after she’d managed to pull their lips apart long enough for a couple of sentences. ”They put me in for making out under the bleachers.” She ran her tongue over Darya’s lips, giving her a long lick. ”What can two bad girls like us do with our time?”

Femke and Bubbles likely had some ideas on that front, but they were a little too occupied with one another at the moment. The Virgin Killer squealed and kicked her legs about with delight as her counterpart went to work on her chest, her bouncing breasts having gone too long without a good motorboating, loving the silly yet sultry treatment.

”I can’t wait to earn that cheer, then.” Bubbles looked down at her counterpart and ran her fingers through that long, thick hair, one of the few features set them apart. ”Speaking of which, how do you want to kick this night off? I’ve got some ideas, but with you on top of me like this? I wouldn’t mind a quick fuck before we start. A little something to hold us over.”

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