On my side were Tanisha, Sahira, Keena Valez, Shani, and some little known stripper / fighter named Amber. Now I know some idiot is going to be like, “Who’s Amber?” I won’t worry about them. We had three flavors of Black woman. Tanisha and Sahira are smooth, rich, dark chocolate. Keena and I are creamy butterscotch. Shani is thick, creamy caramel. One thing all of our flavors have in common is they’re sweet but too much of them will give you a stomach ache. But enough of that Black stuff. On the other side were five of the whitest white girls I’ve ever seen. Three of them were blond girls, named Kirsten, Becky, and Megan. Two of them were brown-haired girls named Cagney and Sarah. Megan is the same girl who calls herself my lesbian lover. Apparently, it doesn’t matter who the men were because only women matter in facesitting.
Now you know how black girls are. With five white girls up against us, we didn't expect this to be much competition or any shit like that. Our mentality was we’re too tall, too thick, too strong, too sexy for them to have a chance. As the five of us stood in front of them, that mentality was expressed in Shani’s words: “We have more tits, ass, and pussy than you could ever imagine and we intend to use it.” She said the same thing in another sexfight but I will save that for another occasion. We were all in bras and skirts. The white women were all in bikinis. They stood in front of us at about the same height as each of us. They didn't have as much ass as us but they certainly matched us in breast size, if that mattered at all. More importantly, they were strong women and they did not appear to be the least bit afraid of the powerful Black women in their faces.
The white girls’ bikinis definitely showed off their bodies and the men appeared very pleased. I wondered if it gave them more appeal with the men than we had in our little skirts and bras. But there was a strategic reason we chose to wear those short little skirts. Maybe these white girls did facesitting all the time, but for most of us, this was not such a common thing. I’ve found sitting on the head or face of another woman to be useful in female fights in general, but it was never the main goal. We had to plan the shit out. We figured the goal was to completely engulf the opponent’s head and smother her. We all had enough ass and pussy to do that but the skirts would drape over the opponent’s head and enhance the effect. Less light and air would get in. There would be nothing but ass and pussy in there. The white girls’ bikinis were basically strings and wouldn’t create the same effect. Our clothes also appeared to be of more stable material. Experience has taught me that string bikinis don’t hold together well when women get rough.
After Shani made her little statement, Megan made a comment about how the white girls are going to kick all of our big black asses and basically the conversation ended there. This wasn’t an all-out fight though. It was more of a wrestling match. So, we locked arms with these women and every woman tried to wrestle her opponent to the ground as cameras rolled and men cheered in the background. The interesting thing was, while we thought we would be wrestling smarter than the white girls, it seemed like they were the ones with the better moves in general. None of us had any trouble getting them on their backs, but every time we did, each of them found some way to reverse the situation. It almost seemed embarrassing at times. There was a power difference though, and we eventually won the struggle. We made short work of them and, by the end of the match, all five black girls had their ass and pussy planted firmly on the faces of all five white girls. Shani and Sahira started having fun with it, gyrating their asses and pussies on the faces of the women under them. The rest of us got into it too. As expected, the white girls’ bikinis didn’t hold up. The white girls lifted their stomachs, trying to flip us off of them but there was too much Black woman on them. We won, and it was a decisive victory.
These five white men were cheering for us. There obviously weren’t any negative racial feelings. To them, five sexy girls just crushed and facesitted five other sexy girls. It wasn’t over though. As we approached the men, Tanisha explained to them, “We didn’t just want to defeat the women. Every white person in here is going to submit to the ass and pussy of a Black woman before we leave.” The men knew what time it was. We each grabbed one and the words, “Get your ass on this floor” were heard. Each of these men certainly had enough power to flatten us all but we had two things to our advantage. One advantage was ass and pussy tend to make a man unable to think, especially if he is buried under that ass and pussy and not sure if that’s a good or bad thing. The other advantage was some of us actually had martial arts training, which I would call skill in efficient use of the body. The women fought a lot harder than the men. I think we still had a few surprises for them though. The men’s clothes remained intact, which I suppose is good. When it was over, there were five white boys on their backs with five black asses and pussies planted firmly on their faces.
So we conquered and prevailed. Consistently against the men and the women, our strong thighs were pressed hard against the sides of their heads. Our short skirts draped over their heads. They were certainly smothered with Black woman. We didn't want this to be sexual though. We just wanted to facesit the women though. For the men, we wanted more. We were going for asphyxiation, as far as we could without killing them. Smother the motherfuckers. So we tried to take it way too far. It’s hard to know how much is too much because they tend to pretend they’re passed out as part of their sexual facesitting fantasy. So our plan was to wait till they stopped moving and then hold them there longer. That was risky. As expected, they stopped moving. We stayed planted on them. Then there was movement again. We didn't let up. This final struggle only lasted a few seconds because we didn't want to risk killing the men for real. However, we did manage to force the men to fight hard, as we put their lives at stake. We were able to keep them down even at the point when they were truly trying to get free, and we did it with ass and pussy. Given the choice of weapons, I would say this was a true interracial sexfight, and the Black girls won.
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