Schreeech. One gorgeous fleeing brunette skidded her lovely bare feet to a total halt in the sand; she was not the type to run from a fight. Tall, busty, confident. Beauty was defined in her gorgeous body. She looked at her perceived opponent who was closing in on her fast. Poor beautiful drop-dead gorgeous blonde-was about to meet her match.
"What the hell? She's stopped? I wanted to tackle her-like some of the other's did-DARN!" Tanya Danielle moved. She came to an abrupt halt; her lovely bikini clad body, lean and toned....now she stood a few feet from Catherine Bell. She suddenly felt nervous, a bit outmatched. Yes she was good at wrestling. And then she remembered. Yes, oh no, she had forgotten.
As that long lovely sexy perfectly toned leg and bare foot cut through the air-yes, oh my, this lovely brunette studies kick boxing.
Tanya swallowed hard; should she run.
Whoosh. THunk.
(When you don't know what to do, the best thing is to charge-hard and fast).
Both women collided hard; a rather painful kerwhop...Four luscious bikini clad large perfect firm breasts smacked together. Tanya giggled. It was a familiar and erotic sensation for her. She instantly wrapped her arms tight around the surprised Catherine's back; she squeezed hard with all her strength. Catherine was caught off guard; no time, nor space to kick. Tanya dug her thumbs hard into her rivals tender upper back flesh. Suddenly the blonde leaned back-
WHAM. A nasty head butt. Almost knocked even Tanya silly. Dazed Catherine a bit. Tanya wrapped a leg around Catherines, leaned and every luscious muscle in her body did it's duty; both women said "Hi" to the sand.
Wrestling-Tanya was skilled. Catherine was equally strong, very fast. The two struggled. Tanya snickered as she skillfully untied Catherines bikini top and wiggled just so; her quick hands moved like lightning-she was quite skilled in stripping a rival-catfight stuff you know.
"You stupid blonde bitch-how dare you?" Catherine snarled. She yanked some blonde hair hard, landed several effective punches; she got her legs around Tanya's waist and began to squeeze hard; soon the blonde was breathless.
"Turnabout is fair play-you big boobed blonde bitch," Catherine stated rather matter of factly. Tanya's top flew through the salty sea breezes. She was surprised Tanya didn't blush like she had. (She had no idea who Tanya was) As a matter of record, most of the celebrities didn't have a clue who their attackers were....
"Think I'll make you sorry for being so rude," Catherine said as she shifted her position and forced the gasping blonde onto her stomach; she jumped onto her lower back and grabbed her by the hair, banged Tanya's face into the sand several times....
"Ever used sand for a cleanser-it removes all the makeup-that you seem to love to bathe your face in," Catherine taunted. She had started to enjoy this. Actually working a topless blonde over seemed to be turning her on. She admired those huge beautiful perfect breasts; she reached around and gave one lovely jug a good squeeze; she even pinched the large stiff nipple.
"Owwww-owwwie," Tanya shrieked.
"Let me go, let me up, I give,' Tanya pleaded in her most repentant tone.
Catherine finally tired of this and reluctantly let her go....
"What the hell is going on here?" Catherine asked as Tanya slowly got up.
Tanya mumbled a few unintelligble words, acted like she was sorry; she slipped her hand quickly into her bikini bottoms; shook her head tossing her lovely hair somewhat erotically.
Blondies' mind was trying to focus, to remember...."Now what did they say? How much? How hard?"
"Oh what the hell, just do it!"
A blaze of motion. A quick slap to the brunette's lovely neck.
Catherine instantly felt weak, dizzy. Her lovely body swayed.
"Oh crap, probably used to much" Tanya mused as she moved in on her now rather helpless opponent.
(A special potion....makes one feel silly, confused and horney, very horney-great for a diabolical minded catfighter....a tiny pinprick on a little bit of cloth)....Only a few of these "naughties" were available. And she was lucky...Cause Catherine could have easily whipped her ass.
"Gosh you're beautiful; your face, your legs, your tummy and those boobs, hmmmmm," Tanya thought as she slipped behind the gorgeous dazed brunette. She reached around and cupped her breasts. She squeezed them erotically, teased the already hard nipples; they got even harder, bigger, thicker. Catherine began to moan. Instinctively she slapped at Tanya's hands, she tried to pry them away from her breasts....But she was weak....It felt soooooo good.
"Like this?" Tanya laughed. She began to nibble on Catherine's ear lobe....Her own rock hard nipples pressed into her rivals back.
"Gosh your as weak and wimpy as you are beautiful," Tanya said sarcastically, she spun the brunette around, carressed her face, then kissed her passionately. Catherine snarled and tried to pull away. Tanya slapped her, then returned to the kiss, only added some expert tongue. She reached out, fondled Catherines breasts and positioned them so both women's nipples touched the others. Tanya moved her body expertly. A nipple vs nipple fight/teasing. Tanya pressed against Catherine harder, harder. Her own nipples seemed to be winning.
"Ohhhhhh, Uhhhhhh, Ahhhhhhm." Catherines' glazed eyes and erotic, pleasure pregnant moans made Tanya hotter.
"Darn lady, I'm sorry-this was supposed to be a fight, an exciting catfight on the beach, but what the hell; fighting, loving, it all kind of goes together right?"
"You do agree, right?"
"Ummmm, Ohhhhh," were the only responses Catherine made.
"Okay then, at least I can wrestle you down."
Wrestle, wrestle, down they went.
"Hey, I've got an idea...since I win...and you lose, how about we?"
The gorgeous busty blonde with a wicked winning catfight smile reached for Catherines'---