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Basic Training

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Re: Basic Training
« Reply #45 on: May 08, 2025, 03:41:37 AM »
Their breasts mashed together and they both took huge gulps of air as they strained against each other but Nora's breathing was noticeably more laboured. They each tried to pivot and throw the other to the ground but they finally fell to the side, their legs thrashing furiously as they tried to kick each other and fingers still locked together. Nora managed to force Madeleine on to her back and mount her, forcing her hands to the ground, smiling down at her as she slid forward. Madeleine bucked, not enough to throw Nora off but enough to tear one hand free and claw Nora's pussy. Nora screamed and grabbed Madeleine's wrist, tearing it free as she rose up. Madeleine rolled sideways and despite Nora having control of her wrist, managed to rake her nails down her breast.

'Bitch' grunted Nora releasing Madeleine's wrist and clawing her breast in return. They rolled over and over as their intertwined legs fought for leverage and they mauled each other's breasts.

Grace watched her friend admiringly as she fought breast to breast with the sexy hellcat Nora. She loved the look of grim determination on Madeleines face but it felt in truth this was either girl's fight to win. It didn't matter, they'd both fought superbly. Grace felt she'd never been so turned on by the scrappy little hairdresser Nora. But then Tanya's fingers were working a virtuoso performance on her pussy and she dug her own fingers in harder in return. She would have loved to kiss Tanya but she didn't want to risk turning away from the erotic spectacle playing out in front of them.

Madeleine finally rolled Nora onto her back, lying on top of her, pinning her wrists with her legs spread wide as she gasped for breath. Nora was completely spent, struggling to suck air into her lungs. Madeleine's head dropped and her teeth closed over one of Nora's nipples. Nora made a mewing sound and struggled weakly but her strength was completely gone. She gasped and cried out then sobbed 'Surrender'. 

Madeleine released Nora and lay by her side, fingers gently stroking her pussy as she kissed her.

Tanya rolled over on top of Grace as their mouths met and Madeleine and Nora were lost to view.

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Re: Basic Training
« Reply #46 on: August 08, 2025, 08:00:02 AM »
Grace felt like she had had an out of body experience after a lengthy 69 with Tanya's 140 muscular pounds firmly on top of her through mutual multiple orgasms. She had no idea how many times she had cum as her mind wandered while they kissed and stroked each other and recovered. She loved Tanya's strong body wrapped tightly against her and relished the prospect of their imminent contest.

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« Reply #47 on: Today at 04:10:35 AM »
With one final lingering kiss they rolled apart and stood up, their hard nipples and heaving chests attesting to the arousal they both felt at the prospect of raw feminine combat with each other. They began to circle warily on the grass. Tanya was being far more cautious than in their previous encounter. Because of her experience as a barmaid in the hard school of countless vicious bar fights and street fights, 28 year old Tanya hadn't really taken 18 year old Grace, fresh out of school, entirely seriously. A sharp defeat had given her newfound respect for the gorgeous swimsuit model with her sculpted, perfect body now naked before her. Tanya couldn't remember the last time she had lost a fight but being conquered by Grace had deepened her sexual infatuation with the younger woman. She now wanted her respect, which she felt required at least levelling the score. At a certain level Grace understood this as she smiled back at her.

As an erotic catfight between lovers this contest would also be different. Neither of them would do anything to seriously harm the other, or even to mark their faces. They wouldn't use any of the tricks the army had taught them to shatter kneecaps or break bones to incapacitate an enemy. Nor would this fight even approach the level of mayhem of most of Tanya's previous battles: it was essentially a catfight to schoolgirl rules. Which could still be vicious, just more intimate and controlled. But neither would pull hair, since Grace's hair was still too short for that, which was of course normally de rigueur for school girls and this thus altered the nature of the fight somewhat.

Tanya attacked throwing a whirlwind of punches which Grace skilfully evaded while falling back before moving forward suddenly, throwing a flurry of punches of her own. She scored with a hard straight right to Tanya's left breast but a moment later was nailed with a hammer blow to her own. They stood toe to toe and slugged it out for about 10 seconds - long enough for Grace to realise she wasn't winning this exchange but it did allow her to drive her knee hard into Tanya's pubic bone as they clinched. Tanya's anguished cry was far louder than anything heard in the fight so far. Nevertheless she wrapped her arms around Grace and powered forward, taking her to the ground. Grace couldn't escape her grasp but sank her nails into Tanya's breasts as she gripped them and twisted as they fell so that they landed on their sides on the grass. In fact,  Grace landed heavily on Tanya's arm wrapped around her. Grace again had the satisfaction of eliciting an agonised gasp from her tough opponent, whether from the pain in her breasts or her arm or both was impossible to say.

Tanya appeared momentarily dazed and this allowed Grace, tightening her grip on her breasts, to roll and straddle her.

"Come on Tanya!" called Nora desperately. She knew what this match meant to her lover and closest friend and could see it slipping away from her, even as she and Madeleine pleasured each other on the side line at the spectacle playing out in front of them.

Tanya seemed to shake herself and bucked violently as Grace slid forward. Grace was thrown to the side but quickly rolled to her knees and shuffled forward. Tanya rose to meet her but not quickly enough to block a knife punch that hit her on the nipple. After a brief indecisive struggle their fingers seem to find each other and locked up in a test of strength. Their magnificent bodies strained against each other but neither could gain an advantage. Their hands splayed out to the sides as their breasts mashed together and the sweat poured off them. Tanya's breathing was becoming ragged.

"Tough bitch!" Grace whispered in Tanya's ear.

Tanya grunted "You're a lot tougher than you look Blondie!"

Grace brushed her lips against Tanya's "Call it a draw Darling? I really need to fuck again."

"OK" gasped Tanya "Me too!"

And their lips met.

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Sometime later, as they drove back to the base, a grinning Tanya asked "So will you bitches still catfight with us when you're Officers?"

Grace, who was driving, laughed and laying a hand on her thigh said softly "I'll always be up for it with you Darling."

   
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