An Old Flame
By Madcat
Sparks fly when Kevin and his fiancée meet up with his high school sweetheart.


"Yes, yes, oh yes!" Nikki said, throwing her arms around her man, her future
husband.

Kevin was no less ecstatic and kissed the blonde hungrily. Nikki was more than
any man could ask for: intelligent, sweet, and oh-so beautiful. She possessed
a tanned, nubile body that simply defied description. Her face had the elegant
glamour of a fashion model combined with the earthy appeal of beach babe. In
short, Nikki was one in a million.

He planned to ask her over dinner, but they had over an hour wait ahead of
them at a trendy Manhattan restaurant. The question just seemed to pop out.
Kevin regretted it at first. But when she enthusiastically agreed, Kevin's
fears evaporated. His manhood stirred as they embraced. It always did. Maybe,
just maybe, he would get lucky tonight.

"Hey, why don't we blow this pop sickle stand and head over to Mark's early.
He'll have some food there. We can start celebrating." Kevin asked as he
stared down at the lovely lass. She wore a light blue sleeveless mini-skirt
that showed of her sexy shoulders. He loved her shoulders. They were strong
yet sleek, firm yet supple. Hell, Kevin loved every golden inch of her body.

"Sure!" Nikki agreed. She never liked the fancy spots any ways. The blonde was
more of a sport's bar kind of girl. Celebrating sounded good right now.

Nikki was flying high, feeling like the luckiest girl alive. Okay, Kevin
wasn't the best catch. He worked as a stock analyst at a company she never
heard of. He was tall, maybe 6 foot, slender and handsome. But he would never
make it in modeling, her line of work. Kevin was a good catch and that's what
mattered.

Most of Nikki's friends had given up on marriage. As 20-something New Yorkers,
these girls ran thru a series of meaningless relationships and hook ups. They
substituted sex for love and that's all they got. Nikki figured the secret out
a couple of years ago. She stopped doing it, hoping to find true love. It paid
off. She got Kevin.

They drove out to Long Island happily discussing their future. For the first
time, the two young lovers felt like they had a future. The couple arrived at
Mark's house just before 9PM. Nikki proudly sported her brand new ring.

Mark was a boyhood friend of Kevin's. Like many of his age group, the male
lived at home with his folks. He had neither the money nor the inclination to
leave. Fortunately, mom and dad were on a 6 month tour of Europe, leaving
their large home in Mark's hands. He had a party every weekend. It was the
endless summer of beer, broads and rock and roll.

"Well, what did she say?" Mark asked, greeting his buddy at the door.

Kevin started a reply but Nikki cut him off at the pass. She proudly thrust
her new ring under Mark's nose.

"All right!" he replied happily. Mark was even happier as he bent down and
hugged Nikki.

Poor Kevin felt the familiar pangs of jealousy. All of his friends loved to
hug Nikki. It seemed worse now that they were engaged. Kevin wanted to jump in
there and end the hug-fest. But his pal, Mark, was a couple inches taller and
broader in the shoulders. Physically, there was nothing he could do. So, Kevin
pretended not to notice and started greeting the other guests.

He worked his way towards the kitchen, even garnering a few revenge hugs and
smooches along the way. The young man had a way with women. He always had.
Kevin left the hallway intending to rustle up a couple of beers for him and
her. That's when he heard the voice, something from the distant past. The hair
on the back of his neck rose in alarm.

"Hey, Kevin. I heard the news." She said.

The young man turned to face his nightmare. It was Melissa, an old flame, his
high school sweetheart in the flesh. And what a flesh it was. Melissa had
always been hot, easily the best looking chick in his class. She sported the
Latin look with short black hair and olive skin. Always something of an
athlete, Melissa had a perky, hard body with the most perfect pair of breasts
on God's green earth.

"Hello, Melissa, I thought you were in LA." Kevin rallied, admiring the girl's
figure. She wore a white little skirt with big black spots. Her full bosom sat
up firm and high, a feast for male eyes.

"I'm back visiting. Aren't you going to give me a hug?" she asked, batting her
dark eyes.

Kevin opened his arms and the raven haired beauty leapt at him. He caught her,
barely. Melissa stood only 5-4, about the same height as Nikki, but had to be
20lbs heavier. Their lips met somehow and the girl's tongue invaded his mouth.

This was vintage Melissa. To say the girl liked sex was saying the pope liked
religion. They had a topsy-turvy 2 year fling that never lacked in the passion
department. Sadly, it ended badly with Kevin tiring of her mercurial temper.
He dumped her when he left for college, seven years ago.

"Am I interrupting something?" Nikki asked, having finally tired of dishing
out hugs to Kevin's horny friends.

"Ah no." The young man replied as he dropped his ex-girlfriend. "Nikki, this
is Melissa, a friend from high school."

"I see." The blonde said. She circumnavigated the island in the middle of the
kitchen and slid her arm around her man. Raw female anger pulsed thru her
veins but Nikki remained calm and poised. "So, you two know each other?"

"You could say that. You could say that we were a lot more than friends. It's
nice to meet you." Melissa replied. She stuck out her right hand for a shake,
forcing the blonde to remove her arm around Kevin's waist. "Congratulations
are in order."

Nikki winced at the other girl's strong grasp. Her desire to know more
evaporated. This chick was a psycho. She could see it in Melissa's dark brown
eyes. But Nikki was no wimp. She competed daily with some of the nastiest
women on the planet. The blonde gave Melissa the look that said don't mess
with me or my man. Then she forcibly removed her right hand from the
brunette's hand shake.

"Mark wants to take a couple of pictures. See ya'." Nikki said, grabbing Kevin
by the collar and leading him back to the family room.

Everything seemed normal for the next hour. Kevin kept a sharp eye out for
Melissa but she never came around. They talked and drank and had a good time.

"Hey stud, if you want, my parents room is empty upstairs, if you two
lovebirds want to be alone for a little while?" Mark suggested quietly to his
buddy.

It sounded good to Kevin. In fact, it was exactly what he wanted. Kevin hoped
that tonight would be the night. Plus, with Melissa prowling around, it
sounded smart to find a private spot. He suggested it to Nikki and she readily
agreed, so far, so good.

Fifteen minutes later, they were naked in the large, king size bed. Well,
almost naked. Kevin lay on top of his gal wearing just his smile. He had
Nikki's arms pinned and kissed her big, well-rounded, pear shaped breasts. Her
nipples could cut glass and the male could feel the heat from her loins yet
her panties stayed on. Always the damn panties, it was Nikki's rule. They
stayed on at all times.

"Let's do it tonight. Let go all the way." Kevin blurted out. He was ready in
every conceivable way.

"No." Nikki replied emphatically. Her vow had taken her this far. She didn't
want to screw things up now. Plus, there was something else. It gave her power
in their relationship. And the blonde started to like the power.

"Come on, honey. I know you want it. And we are officially engaged now." The
naked male cooed, playing his trump card.

But Nikki held the ace. "No. We aren't married yet. You don't until you say I
do." The girl said, panting. He was right about one thing. She did want it in
the worst way.

"Please," Kevin said, reduced to begging. It always ended like this.

"No. But you can kiss me down there if you want to." The blonde offered. She
weaseled her hands free of his and grabbed his dark hair.

And poor Kevin knew what that meant. It wasn't that he didn't want to, but
lately things had changed. Nikki used to reciprocate in kind. Now she liked to
experiment in different ways of getting him off. Toes, fingers, breasts, it
started out fun but Kevin found it more and more demeaning. Last time the
blond used a ... , well, he didn't even want to think about the last time.

So he shook his head. "No way lady. If you want that, then do me first." The
male said, rolling off his fiancée. They both looked down at his throbbing
manhood.

Nikki smiled and energetically mounted her man. Kevin glanced up nervously as
the girl removed the pillows from the back of his head. "What are you doing?"
the nude man asked.

"You know what they say, ladies first." Nikki said mischievously. While she
remained celibate in the strictest sense, the blonde loved getting some as
much as the next girl. She straddled her man's shoulders.

"No, please." Kevin begged, now helpless under his nubile fiancée. This
position brought back an awful memory for the young man. It happened seven
years ago with you-know-who.

"Don't be such a stick in the mud." The busty blonde said, cupping one of her
luscious breasts with her left hand. Her right took the male by his hair and
forced him to her sweet spot.

And now it happened again. He was being raped by a girl, his fiancée no less.
Why did such things always happen to him, he wondered as he nuzzled Nikki's
nether region. The male had gone into this night hoping to finally score and
ended up servicing the young woman against his will.

One thing Kevin knew how to do was this. He could usually get her off thru the
panties. But tonight was special. Nikki wanted so much more. She moved her
panties aside to allow her lover full and unfettered access to her most
intimate areas.

His tongue probed her almost on autopilot. Kevin pretended not to be there,
not to be looking up at this beautiful woman from between her smooth thighs.
He imagined that she wasn't enjoying this and that he wasn't either. But the
sad reality dogged him at every turn. Kevin had come to love and desire this.
The girl's taste, her smell, the way she trembled, it drove him crazy. His
manhood twitched and throbbed, seeking something that just wasn't there.

But then he felt something delightful running up and down his shaft. Kevin
teetered on the brink of ecstasy before realizing that they weren't alone. He
looked up to see Nikki massaging her full breasts with both hands. Then who
was playing with his super-sized erection?

"What the hell?" Kevin cried, breaking his mouth away from its anointed task.

His alarm snapped Nikki out of her orgasmic cloud. The blonde sensed it too
and she turned her head. "Get out of here, bitch!"

Kevin knew who the bitch was with out even looking, which of course he could
not with his head totally ensconced between the blonde's supple thighs. His
heart skipped a few beats. If she was here, in the bedroom, then anything
could happen.

"Awe. Doesn't wittle Nikki like to share." Melissa said, squeezing his manhood
like an overripe banana.

Nikki shifted positions to face her rival. The move made sense to the blonde
beauty but not to poor Kevin. It positioned his face directly in the crack of
her panty clad ass. The male howled in protest at the brunette's mistreatment
but Nikki's little blue panties and grade A posterior muffled his cries.

"Get out now or so help me, I'll kick your skinny little ass." Nikki swore.

Sadly, Kevin could hear everything. He tried to shout a warning but got a
mouth full of butt cheek instead. He knew better than most, his old flame was
not to be messed with.

"Bring it on, blondie." The bodacious little brunette hissed.

Nikki leapt sideways off the bed with the grace of a gymnast. The panty clad
blonde advanced on her foe in a karate stance. "You just bought an ass
whuppin'!" she said confidently.

If the brunette was the least bit concerned, she refused to show it. Melissa
just stood her ground, wearing her perky white/black skirt, smiling, with her
perfect C-cups stuck out in defiance. Both girls had similarly sized breasts.
Nikki's hung low and had a sweet softness to them. Melissa's simply defied
gravity. They possessed a firm feel that seemed unnatural.

The blonde launched the first blow, determined to wipe the smile off the smug
bitch. Her kick was fast and hard but Melissa ducked it effortlessly. The
blonde followed up with a few quick punches. The brunette dodged the left and
blocked the right. Much to everyone's surprise except Nikki's, the blonde
landed a solid kick to Melissa's right flank causing her foe to lower her
defenses. A wicked right hook smashed into the fully clothed girl's chin.
Melissa stumbled back.

"Get out now! And don't come back." Nikki warned with her hands on her hips.
She thought this was over.

So did Kevin. He was stunned. It looked like his sweet little girlfriend had
accomplished what he could not. The male sat on the edge of the bed waiting to
see Melissa humbled for the first time.

"Nice tits." Melissa quipped, wiping a trickle of blood from her lip.

The blonde lived up to her reputation and stupidly glanced down. POW! Melissa
caught the topless wench in the face with a right cross and spun the lighter
girl around. Nikki landed on her hands and knees, her nice tits dangling like
two water balloons.

"Are you going to let your woman do the fighting for you?" the brunette said,
glancing at Kevin.

The nude male gulped in pure fear. Two horrible, repressed memories came
roaring back as he stared at the busty little vixen. The first happened not
long before the second. The two of them lay naked in bed, fooling around.
Kevin took control and pinned Melissa. Her muscular, naked body flexed under
his. Somehow the girl threw him off. He didn't know how or why. She usually
liked it rough. Kevin quickly pinned her again, thinking he had her. But she
rolled on top of the male again.

Kevin escaped but faced a nude battle of the sexes as Melissa was in no mood
to submit. They wrestled to and fro for ten minutes. At first he enjoyed the
little romp but that changed. Kevin, a strapping young man, found himself
struggling just to hang on. Then it happened. Melissa caught him in an arm
lock, forcing the male's ignominious surrender.

That was only the beginning. The busty babe with her perfect boobs made him
submit a dozen times, each in a more humiliating position. Melissa, with her
dominating personality and whiplash temper, always wore the pants in their
turbulent relationship. Now, she relished in her physical superiority. It
ended with her straddling his shoulders, just as Nikki had, and demanding oral
sex.

The humiliated boy broke up with her the next day over the phone. Sadly, it
did not end well. He ran into her at the city pool a week later. Believing she
just wanted to talk, Kevin walked her home. In a secluded part of the park,
the bikini clad vixen turned on him and beat the snot out of the young man.
Kevin started college with a broken nose and a loose tooth.

He would never forget looking up at the girl towering over his prone body on
that dirt path. Melissa stood 8" shorter than him but she seemed like a giant.
The busty little vixen also appeared undeniably sexual in her itsy bitsy red
bikini. An image of him lying helpless at her feet was seared into his young
brain.

Thankfully, Nikki jumped back into the fray. Her calm, poised demeanor was
gone. She looked wild now with her shoulder length blonde hair tangled and
mussed. Her fighting style changed too. The topless blonde came at her foe
with wild right hook.

The attacked failed to catch Melissa off guard. She blocked the poorly thrown
punch, stepped up and hipped tossed her enemy.

Poor Nikki landed hard on her side and rolled on to her stomach. The topless
gal stayed down this time. Melissa walked over and grabbed a handful of golden
blonde hair.

"I think it's your turn to leave, blondie." The fully clothed girl demanded.
Melissa stood up, preparing to drag goldilocks out of the bedroom.

Nikki eyes met Kevin for the first time. "Help me." She said softly.

Kevin got up off the bed and confronted his worst fear. He towered over the
smaller girl, yet the male was very, very afraid. "Take your hands off her!"
Kevin said with every ounce off male authority he could muster. He even stuck
his finger out.

"Oh boy, now I'm afraid." Melissa quipped. Nikki was a better fighter than he
was. "What are you going to do, beat me with your night stick?"

The young stock analyst was no dummy. He had a reputation around the firm as a
quick learner and nobody's fool. But, for reasons unknown, the male glanced
down at his wondrous thing.

Melissa swept in and snatched his outstretched index finger. She bent it back
so quickly and forcefully that Kevin thought the girl broke it. Before he
could say "female domination", the naked man was on his knees before the big
chested brunette. Kevin cried out in pain.

"What do you see in this wimp, anyhow?" Melissa asked the luscious blonde.

At that precise moment, Nikki wasn't quite sure. She knew Kevin was no alpha
male, but that didn't bother her. Nikki wanted a soft, sensitive soul mate.
But looking at him on his knees submitting to a mere woman changed her
perspective. His manhood bobbed up and down like a white flag of male
surrender. Kevin looked pathetic.

"I don't know." The blonde whispered.

"Watch this." The perky brunette bragged to the other female. Melissa released
both her captives then kicked Kevin in the chest, toppling him over.

For the young man, it was like someone turned back the clock to 1999. He lay
naked and helpless at the girl's feet yet again. And she looked stronger than
ever, her thighs one big smooth muscle, her biceps bulging. Kevin naturally
retreated crab-like from the mini-amazon.

"Stand up!" the girl ordered. He obeyed her.

"What are you going to do to me?" Kevin asked, his voice dripping with male
fear.

Melissa circled the naked young man like a female predator. "I'm going to whip
your ass in front of your new fiancée so she can see what a wimp you are." The
girl said, smiling ear to ear.

Kevin steeled himself for her assault. He had almost prevailed against her in
their first battle. Now, 7 years later, he was bigger and stronger, a full
grown male in prime physical condition. But when she charged and they locked
arms, Kevin knew he was beat. Her shoulders felt like wound steel, but it was
the look in her dark eyes that scared him the most.

The busty brunette twisted the larger but weaker male left then right. He was
not the only one to get bigger and stronger over the last 7 years. Melissa
worked as a fitness model out in LA. She pumped iron every day, toning parts
of her body that Kevin never knew existed. When the girl had him off balance,
she drove her knee into his unprotected belly. Once. Twice. Three times.

It all seemed to be happening in a dream to the big man. He suddenly had
trouble breathing. The fully clothed girl spun him around, almost in slow
motion, but he could do nothing to stop her. Then she flung him on to the bed.
He landed spread eagle on his back. Miss Perfect Boobs couched over him like a
lover. Her hand even went to his tender little jewels. But this was no tender,
loving caress.

"Submit to me!" Melissa demanded.

It had taken her less than 30 seconds to fully subdue him. Nothing had really
changed over the last 7 years. Kevin quickly surrendered. That hadn't changed
either.

"Get on my lap" the brunette ordered as she sat on the edge of the bed.

"Why?" The humiliated male asked. But he knew why. Kevin had been across her
lap before, during their first little fight.

He didn't go voluntarily but that didn't really matter. Melissa kept a hold of
his you-know-whats and used them to guide the male into position. Soon his
rump rose high in the air with his head held down almost to the carpet.

Kevin twisted his head, looking for Nikki. He hoped that his fiancée would
re-open the hostilities and get him out of this predicament. Perhaps if they
worked together they could defeat this female bully.

The busty blonde did indeed stand close by, but Kevin's hopes quickly
vanished. His fiancée straightened her golden locks and looked on with a "Boy,
I'm glad its not me" expression on her beautiful face. The fight was over. All
that remained was male torment at the hands of a very mean girl.

From Nikki's perspective, Kevin had simply given up without a fight. She had
proudly defended her honor and fought a rival female. But the blonde did not
see it as her responsibility to defend his honor, especially if he would not.
Plus, her supposedly big, strong boyfriend looked kind of cute stretched
across the girl's lap.

WHACK! Melissa lay into the lad without further ado.

Kevin yelped in pain. "Stop!" he cried.

WHACK!

"Please!"

WHACK!

"Melissa!"

WHACK!

"Owwwe!"

WHACK!

"I beg you."

WHACK! By this time, Kevin kicked and screamed like a little boy. Nikki
covered her mouth to repress a giggle. She was still nominally on Kevin's side
of the struggle but the pendulum was in full swing.

"See how easy that was. I bet you didn't know your future husband was a such a
wimp." Melissa said, seeking to further drive a wedge between the couple.
WHACK! The busty brunette added one for good measure.

"You're right. He's a big pussy." Nikki agreed while staring at her man's red
rear.

"Do you want to try it?" Melissa offered.

"I couldn't."

"Sure you could. Its important for him to learn who's the boss before you guys
tie the knot. I insist." Miss Perfect Boobs said. Then she turned to Kevin and
told him to stand up.

The male got eagerly to his feet, him manhood still at full flag. Much to his
dismay, Kevin's sweet little fiancée pranced over the bed and sat down. She
looked up at him expectantly, eagerly.

"No way." Kevin said solemnly. How could Nikki agree to this outrage? He
backed towards the door.

"Get over here, Kevin. Don't make this harder on yourself." The black haired
hellcat demanded.

That pushed the young man over the edge. His marriage, his friends, his pride,
none of that mattered now. He bolted for the door, his enlarged manhood
pointing the way.

Fortunately, Melissa caught him from behind as he started to open the door.
She slammed into the nude male and they crashed into the door, slamming it
shut. Kevin hit face first with his legs spread. That gave Melissa easy access
to his nuts from behind. With her free hand the girl bent him over at the
waist, completing her control.

"As long as you have these," the bosomy bitch said with a firm squeeze, "I
have you. The sooner you understand that the better."

Nikki watched with amazement as Melissa woman handled her future husband over
to the bed. Pain and humiliation registered in his eyes. This brought a flash
of guilt in the young blonde. Was she doing the right thing? Nikki didn't know
but she decided to play along. She would tap him on the butt a couple of times
and this would all be over. They would laugh about it in 10 years.

Holding the man grapes at an awkward rear angle, Melissa deposited the male on
the blonde's lap. She noted that Nikki's brown nipples had gone rock hard.

"Relax, honey." The busty blonde said as she grabbed her fiancée's hair just
as Melissa had done. Nikki held her man down in complete female control.

Relaxing sounded good in theory but neither man nor woman were ready to do so.
Kevin trembled with fear, shame, and good old fashioned pain. He knew his life
was changing and there was nothing he could do about it. If Nikki went ahead
with this, their relationship would never be the same again. She would be the
dominant partner.

Meanwhile, sweet little Nikki slid down a very slippery slope. She liked the
power. It began with her sexual control of their relationship and now this.
The spanking seemed like a logical extension of her domain. Why shouldn't she
be the dominant partner?

WHACK! Ouu, that felt real good, the girl thought. It had been a light,
tentative tap but poor Kevin jerked crazily. She could feel his sweet hardness
on her thigh.

"Please, Nikki, don't do this." The man begged her. He knew it the last
chance.

WHACK! This blow came harder as the blonde ignored his pleas. Kevin winced. It
was game over.

WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! She beat him harder and faster as the joy of domination
swept thru the young blonde. Soon Nikki spanked him more severely than Melissa
and her blows became to numerous to count. Only as her muscles timed out did
she cease her merciless punishment. Kevin flopped to the floor a broken man
and careful not to lie on his fire engine red rear.

Melissa smiled triumphantly. The blonde had exceeded her wildest expectations.
Perhaps the two of them could be friends after all. She recognized the wild
look in Nikki's bright blue eyes. A primal lust fueled the would be bride now,
a feral desire to complete her conquest.

"Take him, Nikki. Take him now." The black haired hellcat demanded. A warm
wetness filled Melissa's loins as she watched the final scenes of this wanton
female domination.

Nikki needed little encouragement at this point. The blonde stood up and
ripped off her own panties. Kevin lay there for a moment staring at her
carefully manicured blonde bush for the first time. His fiancée smiled down at
him, enjoying the look of fear and admiration in his face.

"No, Nikki, don't do this." Kevin pleaded as if that would make a difference.

But the girl was already on him, pinning his hands beside his head. Nikki's
arms and shoulders rippled with hitherto unseen muscles and an untamed
strength. The busty blonde bent down and kissed her future husband as if that
were somehow expected. It was wet and sloppy and reeked of her new found
authority. Then the lovely young fashion model reached back and impaled
herself on her man for the first time.

This was the moment Kevin had been dreaming of for the last six months. His
rear burned on the shag carpet and his mind reeled at the heinous implications
of her actions. But he gave himself to her fully without any reservations. His
little prince had finally found nirvana encased in female flesh. He wanted
Nikki now more than ever.

Not wanting to be left out, Melissa doffed her skimpy little dress and white
panties. Without asking (she never did) the bodacious brunette straddled
Kevin's shoulders, facing the lovely blonde. This was Nikki's night; even
Melissa sensed that. So newcomer bent over and suckled on her rival's sweet,
soft bosom. Her hands traveled up and down the blonde's hour glass figure.

But Melissa had not forgotten young Kevin. She had gone back to New York
hoping to hook up with her old flame. They shared a passion and chemistry that
Melissa couldn't find in LA. The wildcat rubbed her steamy nether regions
Kevin's face, letting the man do what he did best. For a brief moment in time,
all was well in New York.