Anna Kournikova and Martina Hingis had just finished a hard tennis match. Due to a screw up with the organizers, both the sweaty girls had to share a single dressing room. Martina followed Anna down the corridor after the match to the dressing room.
In there, Anna who had lost the match started throwing her racket and her shoes as she pouted. Martina who had no love loss for the Russian beauty turned round as she pulled her t-shirt over her head and told Anna to grow up and not be a sore loser. Anna pulled her tight top over her head as well, exposing her sports bra as she told Martina to mind her own business.
Martina stripped off her skirt leaving herself in her white bra and panties. "Bitch" murmured Martina under her breath but she said it too loud and Anna heard that.
Anna still wearing her cycling shorts approached Martina and said "what?"
"Nothing!" snapped Martina.
"I heard you, you fat cow" said Anna to Martina. Martina turned round to face Anna both girls still sweaty from the match.
"Fuck you, you slut!" replied Martina to Anna.
"Fuck yourself you fat bitch!" said Anna pushing Martina with both hands in the chest.
With a cry of rage, Martina leaped at Anna grabbing two handfuls of blonde hair and Anna replied the favor grabbing one of Martina's bra straps and a handful of hair. Martina pulled Anna's blonde hair forcing Anna's head back and Anna to look at the ceiling. Anna yanked on Martina's dark locks and pulled her bra strap, the bra cutting into Martina's fleshy body. As the girls jostled for position, they traded insults basically spitting in each others faces. Martina felt one side of her panties ride up her ass, exposing her meaty right ass cheek.
I was working as a ball boy and had the good fortune to be passing their dressing room at this point and heard the cries of pain and anger from the dressing room. Without thinking, I entered and what a sight greeted my eyes. Martina in her sweat soaked white bra and panties, the material becoming translucent and her dark nipples and her dark patch of public fur on show. Her right ass cheek was exposed as that side of her panties had gone up her ass. Anna was in her sports bra with her nipples poking through, sweat pouring down her flat stomach into her cycling shorts. Being hot blooded and not thinking, my prick hardened at the sight and I just whipped all eight inches out, rubbing it back and forth as I watch the girls fight.
Suddenly, Anna caught sight of me and stopped tugging at Martina and Martina automatically stopped as well to look at me.
Fuck, I was in trouble now, I though. Instead, the girls just looked at my hard dick and then looked at each other. Anna dropped her hands and started massaging Martina's tits through her bra, Martina dropping her hands to do the same to Anna. Thinking that opportunities like this never came about, I approached both girls putting one hand on each girls ass and started squeezing. Martina released Anna's tits and using two hands got a grip on my prick and started jacking it. I put my hand on her head and pushed her to her knees and she took my prick in her mouth and what a feeling.
In the meantime I started French kissing Anna and she reached round to draw my t-shirt over my head. I grabbed her bra and pulled it over her head exposing her pert tits. I bent over and started sucking the already hard nipples as Martina continued slobbering over my prick. She had been salivating since she saw it out of my pants, and now that her tongue was lapping at my cock, her sucking was wonderfully sloppy. Drool was sloshing out of her stretched lips as she pumped my meat in and out of her mouth. When my balls hit her chin and my pubic hair tickled her nose the sloppy bitch was gurgling her spit all over her face and my body. I was stunned. What a cock sucker! I had never seen a chick take it all, much less with this kind of wild enthusiasm! This one was an animal! Martina held the base of my dick with both hands as she stuffed it in and out of her now contorted face. Martina was moaning and slurping as she drooled and sucked on my schlong. Her chocolate eyes were no longer sparkling with tease and wit--they were slutty and wild. It was obvious she was gone, just like that. The pressure was incredible and I knew I would not last long at this rate.
I quickly pulled down Anna's cycling shorts and panties in one go and had her sit on the bench. I pulled my wet dick out of Martina's mouth and got her to take off her panties, showing her matted pubic fur. Anna leaned back against the wall and with one hand stroked her tit and the other rubbed her now wet slit. Martina was still on her knees and I pushed her head down into Anna's groin. Her head fought me for a split second and then Anna put both hands on Martina's head pushing her face down into Anna's hot sweaty wet cunt. Anna groaned as Martina gave up and plunged her tongue into Anna's wet slit.
As I approached Martina's wagging ass, she felt my hands on her and tried to look back at me. Her face was so deep in Anna's cunt that she couldn't turn all the way and Anna was now holding her by the hair anyway. She tried to reach back to grab my prick and say something but the only sound that escaped her distended lips was a thick, loud gurgle. She waved her arms toward me as I positioned my dick against her drenched pussy and spread her puffy lips with my bulbous head.