12 Days of Domming: Fight Night

The University of Georgia’s Kappa Delta was a famed hard partying sorority, noted for a multitude of carefree beauties just looking to live, have some fun with their lives while they still had their youth. And if that meant getting a little… well, fairly… nah, extremely obscene, then hey, that’s certainly not the end of the world, is it?

There was a particularly rowdy sect, about a dozen or so ladies that the others didn’t dare party with. Seemingly perpetually drunk and always stirring chaos. For example, what was meant to be a small, noble parade to honor local veterans ended up hijacked when they jumped onto the memorial float and tossed out beads, asking the onlookers to throw them back. This was after a planned Mardi Gras trip fell through. Amazingly, they did get some takers on this, and acted accordingly... 

They were also notedly thrown out of Disneyland during a summerbreak trip to Orlando, after one of them managed to flash the camera just in time to get an official topless selfie with Mickey Mouse. And just recently, after the school won Track and Field championships for both the Men and Women’s teams, they celebrated by running a mile on the campus track… whilst streaking. Suffice to say, they liked showing off their feminine curves and didn’t really seem to care who saw. One girl in particular has been oft-quoted saying she wants her tits to be famous, ala a Dolly Parton or Elvira, in her own words. 

That girl’s name is Jessica Fields, though all her friends call her Jessie, and according to her, everyone is her friend. The blonde-haired blue-eyed beauty indeed has a bust that compares quite nicely to her idols, a staggering full 46DD cup. She swears up and down that they’re natural, and their constant sway seems to indicate as such. (Though she does apparently plan to get them further enhanced when she has the chance all the same...) 

The rest of her is similarly voluptuous. Lengthy, smooth legs leading to round hips and an ass that seems to never stop jiggling. I of course tell you all this only because it is very much relevant to our story.

You see, a regular, bi-weekly tradition of Kappa Delta’s is to invite the neighboring fraternity boys over for what they called “fight night”. They’d been doing this for months, to rave reviews… though, believe it or not, these were not exactly regulated bouts, nor were they known for being particularly aggressive. 

No, they would pair up guys and gals on a given night, sometimes pre-existing couples but often times entirely new to each other, have them dress in as little as possible if anything at all, and playfully grab at one another before rolling around. They generally did this simply on a little mat on the floor, and boy did that mat get filthy after a night of this… but they also kept a little blow-up pool of oil or mud or jello, whatever they happened to have a surplus of, for the ‘battle’ to move to when things got particularly raunchy.

The girls were unbeaten at this, though again, they were hardly fights. Generally they would trade pretend punches until they started ‘wrestling’ each other down. From there, the boys happily allowed themselves to be pinned, usually in lewd fashion. It was a little embarrassing, sure, but a ton of sexy fun, often for the kind of guys that didn’t get much of it. All the catcalls and hootin’ and hollerin’ from an always pro-girl crowd were ultimately in good fun, and virtually every guy ended up hooking up with either his opponent or one of the spectators soon afterwards… they were gracious hosts, after all.

Every girl has had her turn but Jessica Fields was the champion, so to speak. Credited with coming up with the idea in the first place, something seemed to really rile her up about being in a match with a guy and using her proudest assets to bring him into submission. Sure, she was a fit girl who could move a fair bit, and did many a rep on the stairmaster to ensure her ass didn’t get too flabby, a careful balance of firm and soft. But that was about the extent of it, she was no fighter and didn’t really claim to be. But she was certainly an expert at making use of her beautiful body.

She’d always be out there in a skimpy two-piece swimsuit, her lovely figure in a little coat of baby oil, especially focusing on her tits for optimum motorboating. She’d pull men’s faces into her breasts from the word ‘go’ in a lot of matches, and most guys didn’t mind spending their whole time in there, appreciating the sheer size and softness of her pillowy bust as she gently drug her tits across their face. She’d routinely lead them down to the ground and they’d happily accept a titsmothering pin. The crowd chanted in unison for the three and they would make no attempt to escape.

Others, particularly those she knew were more into the lower areas, she’d toy with a bit and playgrapple, before luring him onto his knees and turning to press her sweet, barely covered ass into his face. Without fail, the guy would grab her hips and press his face further in, not minding at all as she backed up and laid him out so she could sit atop him. Another pinning position as far the girls were concerned, and this too had a 100% success rate. Sure, dudes would kick out every now and again but only so they could spend a little more time under her.

This backfired somewhat for one of the men, who ended up getting so into her facesitting that he ended up cumming in his athletic shorts… he picked a hell of a night to wear white! The laughter was incredible and it was stinging to be sure, but Jessie made it a point to herself give him a shot to prove he had sexual prowess in spite of his no-hands ejaculation and he made up for it quite handsomely, atleast that’s what she told everyone. 

Ultimately, while she loved to tease, she had no real interest in screwing with anyone’s psyche. It was meant to be a place of fun, she was staunchly all for keeping it that way. 

That’s why it was a bit unfortunate when, one evening, a man named Kevin Jeremy stepped into the sorority house for a “fight night”. A quiet, passive boy, he was always being encouraged to come, but was simply too shy. He only had a handful of friends and was practically an unknown around the girls. Cute, but they knew little else about him, many weren’t even sure of his name.

But indeed, he was Kevin and he finally agreed to come visit, much to their intrigue. Wanting to make sure he got a great, lasting impression, he got the honors of facing Jessie right away in the main event of the evening. 

Awkwardly, he came in full clothes, so she suggested he strip down and eventually he blushingly relented, taking his clothes off as the girls rooted it on. Jessie proceeded to give him the works, pretending to grapple, wrapping her arms around him as she slowly circled, letting her tits run across his entire body. He smiled as he felt them against his chest and back, but that wasn’t good enough for her. She pulled him in for an intense motorboating, and he did moan a little… but she still wanted a lot more passion than that out of him.

Figuring he must be an ass man, she shoved him down to his knees where she pushed her ass into his face, as per procedure… but still, he was nowhere near as voracious as she was looking for. Still confident as ever, she got a little daring, reaching forward and putting a hand to the front of his undies, much to the ‘ooooohhh’ of the crowd, stunned at her boldness. She smirked proudly as her hand greeted his genitals… but to her disappointment, there wasn’t much movement from them… most were stiff as a rock within moments, but this guy’s dick didn’t seem to be growing much at all.

“Yo, what’s up with this guy’s cock…?” one of the spectators spoke up. 

“Yeah c’mon man, get hard already! Hehehehe I didn’t come to see no soft serve...” one of the others drunkenly stated.

Jessie gave them a swift “shush!” before continuing to caress his member and dig her ass deeper into his face. But it didn’t seem to be doing much. As she stood up, she saw his face, blushing from clear embarrassment… she didn’t like that at all. So she figured the time had come to bring out the big guns… literally. She yanked off her bikini top, taking all the attention away as she twirled it on her finger, much to the delight of the audience, both from the females and the few other males that were invited that night.

She shook her chest, making her titties jiggle and ensuring that Kevin got a great view of that. His awkward smile did return, and she jumped onto him, pushing her breasts aggressively into his face, smothering him intently. After a good few seconds of this, she pulled him up and guided him to the little inflatable pool, playfully pushing him into the mud this time around. She hopped in, pouncing on him and wriggling her sexy, nearly nude body against his own. 

She threw her hair back and forth, swinging her tits madly, watching with amusement as the mud flew off of them, exaggerating her own moans to try and intensify things for Kevin… but when she reached back to his groin, hidden as it was submerged, she still felt very little in the way of stiffening.

A little embarrassed herself now, she inched herself back until her sweet supple ass was grinding into his crotch, and leaned back down, smothering him with her tits. She even wrapped her legs around his waist in the process, letting him feel how smooth and luscious they were… Jessie was positive that no matter what he was into, she would be meeting it here. 

His cock did move a little finally, but only to a semi… and no matter how intently she dug her ass into his genitals, it didn’t get harder, in fact after a minute or so it had actually softened back to it’s typical state.

Looking to end the embarrassment for the both of them, she pushed him further down and pinned him with her tits. The crowd was none the wiser to the issue, especially as she jumped up out of the water with a smile as if nothing was wrong. However, it was hard not to notice the sullen expression on Kevin’s face as he picked himself out of the pool and left without even acknowledging anyone, let alone saying a word to them.

Two weeks later, the event started again, and everyone had all but forgotten the awkwardness of how the last one ended; things moved rather fast in college after all. Another night of fun saw four more men happily taken down by four beauties. And in the main event… it was Jessie vs. Kevin once again. She was shocked to find out he had volunteered himself this time around, requesting a rematch with her. But she figured it was just nerves keeping him down last time and he’d be more ready to play this go-round.

Determined to sex him up right, she pulled on a one-piece swimsuit this time, far thinner a fabric then before… it might as well have been a string that was tightly constricted over her hipples and down to her crotch, and it all but disappeared inside her supple ass cheeks. She was fondling herself already, getting herself quite into it as Kevin walked in, quiet as ever, stonefaced actually. He didn’t look awkward this time, though… she had hoped she was just seeing his ‘gameface’, so to speak. 

After a decent amount of drunken yelling and various women of various shaking their variously sized chests, the two participants of the main event squared off once again. Kevin was dressed a little more appropriately this time, in tight black spandex shorts that would surely show everything if he got even a little stiff. Jessie hoped the fabric might help with stimulation as she stared at his crotch, which showed no sign of arousal.

The lack of an awkward smile was noticeable after Kevin had worn it throughout most of their endeavor. Hoping nothing was wrong, Jessie came in and whispered into his ear. “Hey… I’m really glad you came back. I hope you’re ready for some fun this go-round… hmhm, tell me, what is it that you’re into, exactly…?”

Kevin didn’t answer, in fact he just looked away. She was a bit disconcerted by that, but shook it off quickly. ‘He must think it’d be more fun if I found out myself… fair enough.’ she thought.

The crowd began to yell for things to get underway and so Jessie playfully put up her dukes. She gave little pretend jabs to Kevin’s bared chest, making a mean little pouty face before bringing her smile back. Jessie didn’t tend to mess around for long, she loved feeling a man’s body against hers too much… she came in quick and pushed her chest against his once again, taunting, “If I recall correctly, these girls beat you before. Don’t think they won’t do it again big guy… hmhm~”

To this, Kevin responded by grabbing her shoulder and giving her a shove, pushing her off of him and taking her down to her voluptuous ass. She was surprised, but recovered quickly. “Whoa! Hahaha, I see, you like to get a little rough, is that it…? Well lucky for you, that’s the name of the game, babe...”

She glanced forward, eyelevel with his groin and smirked. She reached forward, tapping his member with her finger as she swore, “I’m gonna wake you up, mark my words~”

Kevin backed away, avoiding her touch, and she chuckled. “Hey now, I’m pretty sure I’m supposed to be the one playing hard to get!”

Jessie hopped up to her feet and came in slow again, slinking her wide hips back and forth, again ensuring that her huge tits bounced and jiggled with every minute motion. She licked her lips seductively, not even considering failure in her quest to get Kevin horny and possibly even make him cream himself.

As she again neared the quiet man, he reared back his fist threateningly, though he seemed to think better of it, lowering it for a moment. She just assumed he was planning on returning one of her playful jabs. Jessie turned her cheek and pointed to it, as if daring him… she planned on crumpling when he gave her his love tap, letting him play up a power trip if that’s what she needed.

Suffice to say, she wasn’t prepared for what he was about to do… Kevin took a step forward and hauled off, punching her square in her pretty face, taking her directly to the floor. She cried out in pain as the spectators gave a collective gasp. Jessie’s ears were ringing, and she had to check to make sure her jaw was still aligned… he really didn’t hold back at all! If his aim were a little different, that probably would’ve knocked her right out!

One of the girls spoke up, “What the fuck was that?! Dude, it’s not supposed to be a real fight, didn’t you know that?!”

“Hey man, you can’t hit a chick! Are you crazy?!” one of the men cried out.

Kevin ignored them, reaching down and roughly grabbing Jessie by the hair, forcing her to look up at his face. Through gritted, she groaned, “Aaahhh stop…! Wh-what do you think you’re doing? This isn’t that kind of fight night, man! We’re just supposed to be feeling each other up, God!”

“I know what it’s supposed to be.” Kevin growled. “But it’s not fun… it’s humiliating. You made all these people think I’m a freak...”

“What…? Because you couldn’t get it up?!” she asked, indignantly.

“Say what now?” one of the women gasped.

“Whoa, he couldn’t get it up with Jessie?!” another remarked, quite openly, thanks perhaps to her drunken stupor. “Man, what… I mean, I saw she was struggling early but I thought for sure under all that mud he had a big stiffie… no?”

Kevin seethed and pulled Jessie’s hair more tightly, clearly hurting her as he barked at the crowd, “You think it’s funny, don’t you?! ED at 23! It’s a goddamn delight, isn’t it! Well I’ll show you what’s funny...”

He pulled Jessie’s head around and smacked her square in the face, stinging. Down on her knees, her head throbbing, she saw his crotch in front of her, his junk nicely cradled by the spandex. She desperately thrust her fist forward, and her small but solid knuckles collided with one of his testes. Far from the most devastating or accurate punch in the world, but enough to hunch the man over and get him to let go of her hair.

As he groaned and stumbled back, Jessie jumped up to her feet and yelled, “Listen, dude! I feel for you and all, but don’t take it out on me! Ugh, God that hurt… I was trying my best to get you hard! I’m sure it was just nerves holding you back. Don’t be a damn cock about it, you’re just making more of a fool of yourself!”

“Everyone knows now… there’s no going back.” he growled, as he slowly uncovered himself and glared icy daggers into Jessie. “I’m going to make you fucking pay for this.”

He put his fists up and went for another punch, full force albeit a bit uncoordinated… Jessie was more ready this time, and backed away, just barely letting his fist whiz by. She responded with a punch to his nose that caught him flush and he grunted loudly, holding it.

As some laughs came in, one of the less drunk men came forward and remarked, “Alright that does it, I’m kicking this guy’s ass...”

“No...” Jessie replied, raising a hand. “No, fuck it, let me handle this pussy! You think you’re stronger than me, limp dick?! I was trying to be nice but to hell with being understanding, I’m gonna knock your fucking block off!”

“Don’t make fun of me!” he shouted, as he sunk an uppercut into her gut, taking her a bit off-guard. This doubled her over, and he raised his fists up for an axehandle blow, looking to drive both fists into the back of her head. Not wanting any of that, she reared her own fist back, staring again at his groin.

The truth is that with the wind knocked out of her, she didn’t have strength in the moment to really punch his scrotum again, but he wasn’t thinking about that. He still felt the soreness in his nut from the first shot, and didn’t want to feel it again so he backed away, covering himself. Jessie didn’t even waste energy trying to actually swing her fist.

The two stood up straight, Jessie putting her fists up as she sucked in air, Kevin with just one fist up as he opted to keep one hand protecting his groin, much to her frustration. That equalizer was really nice…

Still, neither of these two were exactly trained cagefighters… in fact, neither of them had been in a serious fight in their life. But as Jessie sized Kevin up, a man of rather average, somewhat flabby build, she realized that she was way more fit than him… and while he was probably stronger overall due to his size, she actually felt pretty good about her chances against him; she really had to be faster than him.

Looking to test that, she began hopping from foot to foot, mimicking boxers from what she’d seen on TV and in movies, her glistening titties swaying all the while, looking for all the world like they could flop out from her string swimsuit at any time. Kevin came closer and reared his fist back, but she caught him with a couple of swift jabs to the chin before he could even throw his punch and this forced him back. Her shots were stinging, though not delivered with too much power. Still his instincts meant he had to try and protect himself.

“Yeah, how do you like that?!” she taunted as she came in closer and perhaps approached too cockily. He responded with another uppercut towards her stomach. She saw this at the last second and jerked backwards, but his knuckles still caught her abdomen, albeit in a grazing shot. The slight stun still helped him, as it setup his next punch, which nailed her square in her left titty, knocking it loose from her swimsuit in the process.

Jessie yelped in pain as she grabbed her exposed tit and turned from him to avoid further boob shots, showing him her rippling, virtually bared ass in the process. He charged in, wrapping his arms around her as he brought her to the ground, surprising her with a tackle. He was on her back, as she went facefirst to the floor.

Over the initial shock, the crowd was now booing and jeering, trying to root on Jessie, getting more into the vibe of an actual fight. His somehow still motionless crotch pressing into her glorious, oiled up asscheeks, Kevin started raining down fists to the small of Jessie’s back. Her lower back was always an easily strained area for Jessie, thanks to the imbalance of her large tits, and never particularly working those muscles to compensate. She cried out in pain as the fists kept coming down.

Desperate to stop the onslaught, she tried to twist and turn her body to face him. Thankfully he didn’t exactly have her in a very secure pinning position, so she managed to get onto her back, in the process her left leg ending up draped across his shoulder as he tried to adjust to bringing punches onto her face. He wasn’t in good position, but he tried to wrestle past her leg. Her foot ended up grazing his face… and gave him pause, as he almost seemed to be stopping to sniff her toes.

He continued on, a bit slower, trying to bend her leg back and pushing his cheek into the bottom of her bare foot in the process. As this happened, his crotch ended up pushing into Jessie’s inner thigh on her opposite leg… she knew that, because she finally felt some growth down there. For a moment she internally groaned that NOW he can get hard like a good little boy… but then she realized how helpful that was in letting her know where his genitals were, even though she couldn’t see them.

With a swift upward jerk of her leg, she managed to slam her thick thigh into his scrotum. She could hardly muster much force from her position, nor could she swing her leg very far at such a short distance, but it was enough to stun him, as she managed to catch the same, still tender testicle. This gave her the opening to thrust her other foot forward, kicking him in the face, the balls of her foot slamming right between his eyes. 

She hit him hard enough to bring him to his back, allowing her to scramble to her feet. Trying to ignore the untimely stirring in his loins, Kevin jolted up as well. Again with one hand guarding his nuts and one hand up, he came forward. Jessie threw a punch his way, her freed titty swaying mightily with her movements, but he was able to just barely duck it, and blasted her with another uppercut to the stomach. She doubled over again, and he took advantage, pulling her into a headlock, trying to make use of his upper body strength advantage as he looked to slowly bring her back down to the floor and smother out a victory.

Jessie struggled to keep her feet planted, not wanting to go down, but she was definitely being outpowered. Nonetheless, she refused to give in, squirming and struggling… she managed to turn her body to face his, and wrap her arms around his waist, looking to instead drive him to the ground and take dominant position.

Suddenly, she stopped lowering, as though they were at a stalemate. Jessie didn’t really know enough about fighting or muscle control to understand this, but from her position she was in a prime state to make use of the one place she had a very clear power advantage; her glutes! With her beautiful ass as a base, she managed to push forward and take Kevin to his back!

Having him mounted now, her knees against his stomach, she started throwing wild punches, yelling primally as she sent a flurry down towards his face. She caught him with several hard shots, but she missed just as often… as Kevin desperately wiggled his head, one fist came down solidly against the hardwood floor. 

“Ah, fuck!” Jessie cried out as her fist instinctively jolted backwards. To take advantage of the small window, Kevin reached up and grabbed her by the hair, pulling her upper body down. He managed to time this decently enough to nail her with a solid headbutt, their foreheads colliding violently. It didn’t feel great for Kevin either, but Jessie definitely got the worst of it and it stunned her enough for him to roll off of him.

As Kevin got to his feet, Jessie was crawling away, at his mercy. Thankfully for her, he was winded, clearly more worn out than she was… he had to take a moment to breath, giving her time to stand. Still, he attacked swiftly, before she totally had her bearings. An uppercut to the jaw rocked her, her hair flying back as her head almost flew off her neck.

Jessie desperately staggered back, and Kevin tried to push the attack, feeling as though he could finish her with another shot like that; and he was probably right! Jessie was dazed. Desperately, she lashed her leg out… this had been a striking match from the stand-up thus far, so he perhaps didn’t see the kick coming as her foot buried itself into his abdomen. She didn’t quite have much strength to put behind it, but still enough to make a gasp of pain emit from him. 

Kevin grabbed her ankle with both hands, maybe thinking of tripping her. But as he pulled her foot out from his gut and glanced at it, he froze for a moment. Jessie pulled away and he felt her foot run through his fingers, and he let out a slight shudder at the sensation, before feeling a good one-two punch combo from each of his opponent’s tiny fists!

As he held his face, Jessie reared her leg back. She enjoyed it quite a bit as she hauled off and delivered a full force kick, the top of her foot blasting both of Kevin’s balls. He yelled out in crippling pain, grabbing his nuts as he went to his knees. “Hah, sorry buddy, don’t care if you get a boner anymore...” she mocked as she stepped in and gave a vicious stomp kick to his face, bringing him to his back.

He tried to roll over to avoid her attacks, but she followed up too quickly, managing to send a few soccer-style kicks to his gut, her toes stabbing his midsection three times in succession. As he moaned, her next move, a front stomp to his chest rolled him fully onto his back. As she surveyed where to hit next, her eyes caught his genitals and to her shock, she found herself staring at the huge tent he was pitching. 

In spite of the pain in his balls, his cock was fully erect. For a second she thought he might enjoy ballbusting but that opening punch sure didn’t seem to do anything for him. Then, it hit her… she glanced at him and remarked, “...Are you into feet?”

“Nnnggh… I-I don’t… I don’t know. Am I…?” he asked, through grit teeth. It seemed surprising he would answer so earnestly, but he was taken aback by the revelation himself; he had no idea! It never occurred to him to pay attention to a ladies’ feet before…

Remembering the situation, Jessie got cross and replied, “You tell ME!” as she sent another stomp down onto his face. 

As this stunned him, she grabbed for his trunks and pulled them down, exposing his twitching member which had grown to full size, a rather impressive 7 inches. “Hmph. Nice. Tch… wish you weren’t such a jerk. What a waste of a perfectly good cock you are… seeing you get hard NOW is such a slap in the face.” Jessie declared, raising her leg up off the floor. “Your dick wants a foot, huh? Well here, it can have it!”

With that, she stomped down onto his dick, blasting the underside and pinning it against his abdomen. This jolt of stimulation was far greater than any he’d ever known… hell, this was his first erection at all since his uncontrollable puberty years. As a result, it was a bit too overwhelming… a long built-up stream of cum ended up gushing from his dick in a furious ejeculation as he groaned loudly from the pain and pleasure.

Kevin laid out, a big dumb smile on his dazed face. Meanwhile, the surrounding crowd cheered his shameful defeat as Jessie walked up and put a foot down onto his chest, flexing on him, posing dominantly as a show of feminine might. She had her fair share of bruises, to her stomach and right cheek in particular, and was exhausted… but she stood proudly, a symbol of feminine domination. 

As she stepped away, happy to be in waiting arms of the hunky men, proud to take her in, the other girls surrounded Kevin, looking down at him, some with scorn, others with gleeful laughter. 

“What a loser...”

“What a weirdo.”

“Jessie was right, this guy is a pussy!”

“So he likes feet, does he…?”

That comment gave them all a devious idea. Some were already barefoot from their previous matches; others, who had purely been spectating, took off their socks and shoes. The ten or so ladies began raining stomps down onto Kevin’s body… none of them exactly full force, but not totally playful either, just enough to hurt, if not beat him to death. Each shot stung his body as they went off on his face, his torso, some to his limbs and groin… 

He’d never been in more pain or felt more humiliated in his life. But he also couldn’t help but get hard again during the assault, and wound up cumming yet again, even harder than before, easily the greatest ejaculation of his life. His cum ended up on the feet of a few of his attackers, and they weren’t happy about that at all; thus creating a cycle as they just started stomping harder…

Meanwhile, Jessie was able to sit back and watch the action, smiling, content that her run as queen of fight night had been defended legitimately for once. It actually felt pretty good, getting in a real scrap, mixed with a little sex appeal… she decided she’d ask around the next day, seeing if there were any masochist boys who’d enjoy a REAL tussle with her...