The rest of it came together quickly. The two men told their wives, who roped in Jessica. Jessica spoke to Gabrielle. Larissa talked to Amanda, and she and Kaitlyn readily agreed to participate, with the latter being the one to discuss the idea with Gina and get her involved. Vicki got Sierra into the fold...by mentioning the idea to her boyfriend when he was out cutting the grass. Vicki was also responsible for bringing in the two other "MILFS", her gym mates Lisa and Dana. Amanda caught Samantha out walking her dog one day, and the tough little brunette was in. That left the newcomers.
Amanda and Kaitlyn called Donna, 34, 5'6", 155 pounds, a redhead with 40DDs, and stepdaughter Natalie over to the fence when all four were out in their respective back yards. The latter pair were sure things were going to get heated and were ready if they did. But, when they heard what was being proposed, it was smiles all around. Donna would later tell her stepdaughter, "I figured we were going to have to whip their asses at some point. Now we get paid for the privilege!" "Only thing that would be better is if I could kick Heather's ass in the process..." Nat replied. Donna smiled and said, "Let me handle that."
The redhead simply went and knocked on Heather's door. The blonde answered with a "What?" And, then Donna explained. And Heather grinned from ear to ear. "You go tell that bitch daughter of yours that I'm entering this battle royal and the FIRST thing I'm going to do is whip HER ass!"
Within a few days, it was all finished. Fourteen women had agreed to fight for $10,000, a jeweled tiara, and the title Queen of the Cul-De-Sac. A date was chosen, a Sunday, and the morning of, the three men, Roy, Mark, and Jeff, took care of the rest. The trio, with Roy directing forces, set up five cameras, made sure their mics picked up everything, and then lined off the area that would serve as the ring. When everything was ready, they adjourned to their respective houses. The fourteen women and referee Shelly would meet at 6PM for the fight.
Shelly got there early and kept order as the women slowly arrived. She was wearing a tight striped shirt that showed off her nice C-cup rack and shorts. She had a whistle around her neck and a remote control in one hand. When everyone had arrived, Shelly explained how it would work. She'd blow the whistle to start the contest and blow it each time a competitor was eliminated. The whistle did not mean stop, except for the eliminated woman. Everyone else was to keep fighting. The last woman standing would be the winner. With that, she waved the woman into the "ring", turned on the cameras...and blew the whistle.
Roy watched all of this from his office. He had a computer and five monitors in there. He had a live feed from each of the five cameras on one of the monitors. He hadn't told anyone, even the other guys, about this. And, he didn't feel badly about it. It was his idea and his money. He was going to watch it live and then share it with the guys later.
Vicki's husband scanned the monitors as the ladies began, as if in some unspoken agreement, pairing off. Some of the pairings made sense to Roy. Natalie and Heather went right after one another, and Kaitlyn started for Donna, only to be cut off by Amanda. Jessica made a beeline for Gina, who seemed a little surprised. "The jealously there appears to be one-way," he said to himself, laughing for a second. Also surprised was Sierra, who had no issues with Gabrielle, but was now squared off with her. Of course, Gabrielle didn't really have any issues with anyone. Roy suspected she was trying to eliminate girls she saw as serious competition, and a young, athletic girl like Sierra certainly fit the bill.
Then, Roy himself was surprised as he noted that, not only were the two MILF's from Vicki's gym, Lisa and Dana, who got along pretty well, going after one another, Vicki was paired off with friend and neighbor Larissa. That left Kaitlyn and Samantha, and, when the latter said, "You want to know, Kait, so let's do this!" the action started in earnest.
Things were happening everywhere, but Roy's eyes naturally went to his wife, in-shape body shown off in a blue bikini, as she stepped forward to grapple with Larissa, wearing a yellow two-piece. He watched the color drain from her face as the brunette ripped a short hook into each breast. Vicki screamed, and lunged forward to try to grab the brunette, but her friend took a step back and fired off four more punches, two into each of the blonde's magnificent D cups. Vicki stumbled to her hands and knees, breasts hanging down, and Larissa blasted a kick into her right boob. The blonde collapsed to the grass with a scream and curled up with her hands gripping her aching tits.
Roy's attention was then drawn by Sierra. As Gabrielle, in a purple bikini, moved in on her, the athletic blonde in a white two-piece snapped off a right-footed round kick that caught the black woman on the left side of her head and sent her stumbling to the right. Sierra then spun a left-footed kick into the brunette's right bra cup. Gabrielle stopped cold, clearly in pain. But, when the blonde tried a third kick, going back to the right foot, the brunette caught her foot, pulled forward and up, and sent the blonde crashing on to her perfect ass. Gabby kept the leg, stepped forward, and stomped Sierra in the crotch. The blonde screamed and sat up, both hands coming to her pussy. Gabrielle responded by slamming her right knee into Sierra's chin, sending her rival crumpling, to the grass.
Near where Sierra collapsed, Roy watched briefly as Dana, in black bikini, and Lisa, in a gray one, grappled with one another. The two older woman weren't trying to settle anything, they were just looking to toss one another outside the fight area. Dana had the advantage in weight, but Lisa was holding her own, and appeared the stronger of the two.
On another monitor Amanda, in a gold bikini, and Donna, in a green one, were trading punches. The bigger redhead was getting the better of things, backing Amanda up with nasty shots to her boobs before sending her sprawling to her right side with a right hand to the chin. The brunette was dazed and didn't move as the redhead began ripping kicks into her breasts and belly. Amanda began rolling quickly away then, not realizing, for an instant, that she was approaching the white line. She saw it at the last moment and rolling to hands and knees stopping just short. Donna was following, about to fire off another kick, but Amanda lunged forward to prevent herself from being forced out of the match and caught her rival around the ankles, tripping her to the grass. Donna landed hard, the wind being driven out of her.
Jessica, her awesome body shown off nicely in a aqua bikini had gone right after Gina, swinging away at her and landing a couple of solid punches to those big DDDs. The blonde, big jugs on full display in her orange two-piece, responded in kind, bringing grimaces of pain to Jessica's face before grabbing her, overpowering her, and tossing her to the ground. The brunette beauty bounced right back to her feet, only to take a surprising high kick to the chin that sent her crashing on her back to the grass. The blonde pounced, diving onto the black woman, straddling her, and beginning to pound away at her boobs.
Jessica had fallen near where Kaitlyn, in a pink bikini, and Samantha, in a white flowered number, were going at it, and they were going at it, much as the men had suspected they would if the two feisty beauties had ever gotten into it. Each had her right hand in her rival's hair to hold her in place, and each was swinging away with her left, banging boobs and belly as they screamed and moaned and stumbled around the fight area.
In the middle of it all, though, was an absolute war. Heather, wearing a scarlet two-piece, and Natalie, in turquoise, were simply tearing into one another. Nobody was grabbing hair. Nobody was grabbing anything, They were simply hammering away at one another with both fists, blows pounding into bellies, breasts, and faces, the fighters snarling with hate, both looking to destroy her respective opponent. Plenty of damage was being done and groans and curses could clearly be heard, but neither was giving an inch to her hated rival. "This is awesome!" Roy said out loud. And it was just getting started.
