Three of a Kind

Kayla and Maria were arguing when I got home for dinner. I did my best to ignore the couple in the living room as they loudly accused each other of infidelity. Instead, I threw together a ham and cheese sandwich and read the newspaper, hoping the shouting would subside.
It didn't.
The muffled "UUUFFF!!" of pain from Kayla brought me to my feet. Maria was the dangerous one in these lovers' spats. If her temper reached boiling point, Maria could get physically violent.
As I entered the living room, I saw Maria taking Kayla off her feet with a right to the curly blonde-haired girl's chin. The punch spun her backwards, her face bright with stunned surprise. Kayla flopped on the couch, half sitting half stretched out,arms and legs sprawled. For a moment, Kayla's head lolled from side to side and then her eyes shut. Kayla's entire body relaxed and her head fell forward, mouth slack and chin resting on her upper chest.
"Jesus Maria, look what you just did!" I yelled.
Maria was gasping loudly, clearly aroused. "Yeah! Yeah!" she panted.
Maria gazed at Kayla with eyes wide with delight.
"Dan, you're home!"
"I am. What just happened?"
"Oh...oh...Kayla and I had an argument."
"About what?"
"I found out she was cheating, she denied it, we started screaming and I saw red. Then bang! boom! I was so mad!!"
Clearly, I thought, glancing over the unconscious blonde in her American flag bikini. I cracked Kayla's eyelids and they showed white. Her pulse was normal and her petite chest rose and fell regularly. Maria stood next to me, rocking back and forth on her feet, fists half raised as if she expected Kayla to get back on her feet and finish the fight at any instant.
"Maria, grab her feet! Let's get her on the bed!" I said, slipping my hands through Kayla's armpits. As we lifted her up, Kayla emitted a soft moan, but remained in a deep slumber.
"You have to get your temper under control!" I scolded Maria.
"I know," Maria felt bad for a minute and then her expression lightened. "She'll feel different when she comes around."
"True enough," I muttered. Kayla was the submissive with Maria and got turned on by Maria's aggression.
"You two are going to fuck like mad women when she's awake."
"Jealous?" Maria responded, teasing.
Maria and I met at my gym two years ago. For awhile I watched her lovely brown body move around the boxing ring before I spoke to her. We went out a few times before she told me she was bi and already possessed a female partner.
"I need a man, too," Maria told me at dinner one night. "You're good looking and not an asshole. Give us a little more time and think we can make room for you."
I was patient and within a month I was sharing a house and bed with Maria and Kayla.
Another longer moan from Kayla snapped me out of the memory. Maria and I carried "Goldie Locks," as Maria called Kayla in more affectionate moods, to our bed and carefully laid her down.
"I told her continually not to mess with other women," Maria explained. "She denied she'd been with Desiree from the gym a few nights ago, but I found that little puta's phone number and confronted Kayla with it."
"And punched her out?!"
"Yeah!!" Maria couldn't wait for Kayla to wake up.
Maria never got upset when I slept with other women, but she was in love with Kayla, so sleeping beauty was off bounds for me.
Kayla began a slow, rhythmic mumbling as she emerged from unconsciousness.
"Dez...ohhh...Dan! ooo I never thought you were sooooo big!..."
Maria glared at me.
"'Dan's so big'!?"
"She's dreaming, Maria." I said quickly.
"You bet she is!" Maria's face was suddenly rent with anger. "Did you fuck Kayla?"
"No..."
"You did, I know when you're lying Daniel!"
"Look, it only happened once...."
Maria's body tensed and she put her face directly in mine.
"When?"
"A few months back, when you spent the weekend with your parents."
"And?!"
"And Kayla came home from the gym all pissed off. I don't know about what, but she was frustrated."
Kayla had fought another girl at the gym, tried to hook up with her after the match, but nothing panned out. I'd be damned to hell if I told Maria that!
"I gave her some wine, just to calm her down. She told me I was good looking...it didn't mean anything, Maria, I'm not in love with Kayla."
Kayla had a drunken, intense look in her eyes when she challenged me to bare knuckled bout that night. I took my time and knocked her out cold after a minute or or so of ducking her clumsily thrown punches. When Kayla woke, we fucked all night.
"That's good to hear, Dan!" Maria spat.
"Then you're not mad at me?" I saw light at the end of the tunnel.
"No! I'm enraged at you!"
The light was an oncoming train.
I saw Maria coil back her fist and then release.
WHAP!!!
The punch to my jaw lifted me upward, turning me around in mid air. I landed face down in Kayla's pussy, my nose and mouth pressed into her bikini bottoms, my head cradled between her fleshy white thighs.
"OOOO...yes, Dan...."Kayla sighed dreamily. Then I went out.

When I came to, Kayla was awake and the pair were embracing each other tenderly.
"Now you promise me, Kayla, no more straying."
"Yes," Kayla answered in her honey-sweet voice. They kissed and I watched with full attention.
"Ready now, Kayla?" Maria asked. "You know what needs to happen!"
"Yes, I do. I'm ready." Kayla extended her chin and closed her eyes.
Maria glanced excitedly at her lover and slugged her hard on the chin. Out cold instantly, Kayla landed heavily on the mattress next to me. She looked content.
"As for you, Dan!" Still groggy, I was unable to resist Maria's hauling me to my feet and pushing me out of the bedroom. "Tonight, you are on the couch!"
"Wha..Maria..take it..easy.." I said dizzily as she shoved me back into the living room.
"Don't I give you enough sex? Fuck you almost every night!" Maria berated me as she stood me up against the couch. "I need a man, not a two timer, Dan!"
"But..Maria...uh..this..is..wrong..."
"No, it's right," Maria whispered. "Say good night!"
WACK!!!
And I was out for the evening.

Eric's Angel The Finish

Eric bought a beer for himself and a scotch for the Asian girl who had been smiling at him. She smiled even wider when he introduced himself and handed her a full glass resembling the half empty one by her hand. The girl was named Tammy.
The pair had talked for ten minutes, Tammy pressing closer to Eric as they conversed. The black business suit, complete with open white blouse and short dark skirt, rested along the outline of Tammy's gym trained body. Eric's eyes moved on the contours and then took in her scarlet lips. As his hands slipped around her waist, Eric understood why he went to high end bars so often.
Outside in the parking lot, Tammy rested herself against a large SUV and grinned fetchingly at Eric.
"Okay?" she asked in subtle encouragement.
Eric took her in his arms, pulling Tammy firmly against him. Eric loved the feel of her dress material grazing the tops of his hands as he felt up Tammy's thighs and hips. She moaned in genuine pleasure, delighting in how smoothly her new friend pulled her panties below her hips and caressed her vagina. In a swift motion, Tammy undid Eric's pants and grasped his throbbing erection.
Eric warmly kissed her, unbuttoning her white blouse as their exhalations filled the deserted parking lot. There was a rustle of stones behind him, but the sound barely registered with Eric as Tammy's chest rose and fell violently in his hands.
WHAP!!!
A flash of light split Eric's vision and pain clutched his skull. Lights blurred and tilted and arms held him from behind.
“Got him!” a different female voice from Tammy’s called out in triumph. Darkness washed Eric away.

When the river of darkness receded, leaving Eric beached in an upright position, he saw Atomic Girl smiling raptoursly.
“Why isn’t this a surprise?” he muttered, rubbing the back of his head. His elbows fumbled into the people seated on either side of him. Eric looked around confused.
“You know Tammy already, she’s Jade Dragon from my old Justice Force days,” Atomic girl explained, bemused. “The girl who sapped you is my protégé, Miho.”
Eric smiled grimly at the Asian girls on each side of him. Eric realized they were all in a limousine. “We’re not done, Eric, not even close,” Atomic girl stated. “I’m a woman in love!”
“How nice for you! When we get married can I still take things that don’t belong to me?”
Atomic Girl laughed. “Why did you leave me that red rose, Eric? That was so romantic!”
“It was a consolation,” Eric said. “Since, according to our deal, I won the match!”
Atomic girl stared at Eric lovingly, her pinky resting on her lip. “But we’re not finished. We’re going to fight again.”
“You like getting punched out, sweetie?” grumbled Eric. “Because I didn’t bring any roses this time.”
“Depends on who’s knocking me out..but you need to relax for now Eric, we both have a big night ahead of us!”
“I hope so.” Eric took in Atomic Girl’s round breasts and fine legs.
“Ladies, do to Eric what you do best to men,” Atomic Girl said.
Tammy and Miho giggled.
“All right, the second thing you do best to men.”
“Ohh? okay…” Tammy collected herself and landed a brutal judo chop to Eric’s neck. Multicolored pinwheels spun in Eric’s eyes and he felt his body relax. The second blow from the enthusiastic Miho impacted below Eric’s ear, turning out the lights.

Eric had to admit to himself that Atomic Girl was looking good. Tammy was tying up his boxing gloves as the four of them occupied the boxing ring in Atomic Girl’s home. She was talking to Eric, but he was barely listening, his attention was held by Atomic Girl, who stood in her corner with Miho.
“Don’t be a jerk, Eric, take your knockout like a gentleman,” Tammy said. “Can’t you see she loves you or she wouldn’t go through all this!”
“I know,” Eric replied, setting to his feet and brushing Tammy aside. Seeing him approach, Atomic Girl strode past Miho and met Eric in the middle of the ring.
“You ready for this, Eric? Cause you’re going down!”
Being this close to Atomic Girl in her green shorts and bikini top made Eric glad her was in the ring with her. I’ll knock her cold, he decided, a vision of the unconscious Atomic Girl flat on her back on the canvas flashing in his mind.
“What ever you say, Ms. Atomic Boobs!” Eric sneered mockingly.
Insulted, Atomic Girl threw the first punch and Eric dodged it. He sprang up and hammered Atomic Girl directly on the chin. She fumbled backward, confusion written all over her face.
Eric sliced her jaw with a powerful left hook, sending the female crime fighter sideways. Atomic Girl barely remained her. Her head bobbed back and forth, trying to slow down the spinning boxing ring.
Eric moved in closer, opening up a steady barrage of lefts and rights, alternating between Atomic Girl’s mid section and head. The clobbering stopped when Atomic Girl, dazed and groggy, fell back against the ropes. She stepped forward gingerly, a dopey smile on her face, eyes glassy. The blurred vision of Eric before made her smile more, knowing her lover was about to take her.
Taking a deep contented breath, Atomic Girl raised her gloves to just below her chin.
“Oooo K…Eric….I MH…ready….”
Eric reached over and pressed Atomic Girl’s raised fists to her side.
“Hey…whhhaaa…rong, Eric…bebe….”
“I have to do this right, Atomic Girl,” Eric explained, tilting Atomic Girl’s head into an upright position. He kissed his right boxing glove and pulled his arm back. “Or not at all. Sweet dreams, honey pot!”
BAM!!!!
Atomic Girl’s head shot back and her body went stiff. With a long sigh, she fell face first on the canvas, knocked out cold.

Eric waited outside Atomic Girl’s bedroom for five minutes. A very angry Tammy and Miho told Eric to wait at least long enough to see if Atomic Girl was going to be alright.
When Atomic Girl emerged from her room, she was dressed in a long white bathrobe. The beginnings of a round shiner gleamed around her right eye.
“Okay, Eric you win,” admitted Atomic Girl. “I’m no match for you.”
Eric moved to speak, but Atomic Girl stopped him. “I know you don’t feel toward me like I feel for you, but could I have one kiss, please.”
Eric felt his insides melt. “How can I not? He said to himself.
Eric wrapped Atomic Girl in his strong arms and their tongues danced in his mouth. When they finally broke the embrace, all Atomic Girl could do was look in Eric’s eyes with heartbreak.
“Good bye Eric.” she whispered. Eric held one long moment and peered longingly into Atomic Girl’s hazel-blue eyes. For a moment they were silent, but Atomic Girl begged him to stay.
Eric’s fist caught Atomic Girl on the button of the chin. Out like a light, her face fell gently on Eric’s shoulder. She sighed and went to sleep.
Eric lifted her in his arms like he was a bridegroom on his wedding night and carried Atomic Girl back in her bedroom, placing her carefully on the bed. Then he sat on the chair by the bed.
“I got her,” Eric said to Tammy and Miho who stood on the other side of the bed, glaring at the jewel thief. Then Tammy’s face softened when she looked at Atomic Girl, now smiling in her sleep.
“No, I think she’s got you!”