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I had been in that women’s club for about two years. My name is Beth and I am 35 y/o. lesbian, strong and muscular, love the company of the club women, many of them for sex and many for fighting. Of course, many for both. I had made good friends and in the frequent fight tournaments I had done very well. Twenty official matches (private and illegal, only for club members and a few guests) I had won all except two, both with the same person, Ying, a fantastic oriental woman who nobody could win. Except in bed, where we have been many times together and I had some advantage.
The fights usually were wrestling topless, which often ended up naked, and often in sex. Sometimes, the heat drove us to more violent encounters, when things went out of hand and rivalry made us forget the rules. In most of those cases, the managers of the club separated the fighters and usually imposed a penalty of at least a week out of the facilities. And in some of those cases, the fighters continued privately in house of one of them. I had two of those cases. The first of them, when we got to her house, the rage was gone and we ended up having drinks and in bed. In the other we were like beasts. We were furious and as soon as she opened the door we kicked and punched each other brutally. We entered the house pulling off our robes and insulting each other. For one hour we devoted ourselves to destroy methodically each other. I got hurt and bloody, but the other woman I had to look for an ambulance to bring her to a hospital. She left the club after she was released from the hospital.
With Ying it was different. It was a contest of beauty and sensuality. Our fights were hard but never brutal, we used our strong and hot bodies to submit and win, no punches nor bites, the occasional scratch. During our two long fights, we had several orgasms, and both times, in one of mine, Ying had the ability to roll me and submit me in a unbreakable lock. Then we went to bed, where we spent glorious hours fucking. I tired her more times than she did to me.
Then, one day I entered the bar of the club and met Linda. She was at the bar, alone except for a couple sitting at a table, and she waved to me, patting the stool close to her. She was black, powerful and very attractive. And she had a very erotic perfume. “You are Beth, aren’t you? I am Linda”, she extended her hand and I took it, feeling her strength. I squeezed hers hard and long time. We looked at each other and I saw the challenge. She was direct: “I want to fight you. I saw you a couple of times and I am sure I can win you”. “All is possible. Want to sit at a table and discuss it?”, I said. I ordered my drink and we sat at a table, separated from the others. “You look strong… and very attractive”, I said and added: “Why are you challenging me”. “I saw you a couple of times and I liked you, even if you are not the best”. “So, you saw me with Ying, why don’t you challenge her?”. “I was told she is going to be out for a time. But I will, when she comes back. You are the best… after her”. “Do you have experience?”. “Where I come from, I fought thirty victories”, Linda said factually. “That’s very impressive, what’s your style?”. “Wrestling, cat, even boxing, your choice. But I was thinking of a multiple combat, in all styles, including sex fight”, she said. “You have my full attention”, I said, while I inhaled the sweat scent between her generous cleavage and I knew she was excited. I realized I was too. “So, if I understand, you want a big fight with several rounds, each in different style?”, I asked. “Unless you prefer to do it in successive days, if you tire easily”, she teased me. “Sweetie, you will be surprised how fit I am”, I smiled. “You look fit, yes”, she smiled back. “You are a hot bitch, like I am. I bet we will end up fucking like animals”, I said. “That was my intention from the beginning, but I want to submit you before”, she said hotly.
We went to the management to announce our challenge. They scheduled us for two weeks after, on a Friday evening.
I was pretty well known and the challenge attracted a good number of members and guests. The place was the big basement of the building, set with a big area of mats for the fighters, several rows of chairs for the spectators and a good bar.
In the lockers/shower room we met and decided to start with cat/wrestling naked. Linda had a fantastic body, muscular and curvaceous, big firm boobs, great thighs and hips, a thick dark bush, as myself, and the biggest nipples I had seen. We brushed our lips lightly, inhaling our excited scents.
We went out to the mats among applauses from the women, about a hundred. The Club chairwoman introduced us and explained the rules we had decided on.
In the next minute, we were in a strong bear hug, tits compressed, legs opened and faces together. From the first moment I knew Linda was extremely strong and for five minutes we struggled around the mats without one taking advantage. I broke the embrace, grabbed her legs and lifted her in the air, making her fall on her back with me on top. The next second she had rolled me over and she was on top. We were already sweating of the effort. I rolled her and got her neck under my arm, suffocating her with my big tits. She circled her arms on my waist and squeezed, cutting my breath and rolling me again. I hadn’t lost my lock around her neck and I pressed her face between my sweaty tits, smothering her and cutting her breath. Then she bit one of my tits hard. I screamed and the spectators yelled too. I rolled from her but Linda came to me fast and straddled my waist with her powerful thighs and grabbed my tits, clawing her nails. I screamed again, and thought I was going to faint, until I saw close her bush. I grabbed a handful of hairs and pulled hard until I had a tuff in my hand. It was her turn to scream and the crowd yelled again. She rolled from me in pain and I got on top of her, kneed her in her pussy and when she cuddled in fetal position I rolled her on her tummy, sat on her cushioned ass and pulled her arms back while I put one foot on her neck and pushed her face to the mat. She tried to dismount me but I had a great hold and finally she yelled the words: “I give!!!”.
We stood up. She had tears in her eyes, more from the rage of having lost than from pain. She embraced me and whispered: “You are good, whore! I miscalculated your expertise”. We dried superficially our bodies, wore gloves for the boxing match and confronted each other. I didn’t know how good she could be at boxing, but I knew it was not my fight of choice. So, I decided that the best defense is a good attack, put my hands in the position I thought the best and attacked. Linda’s left hand entered between my arms hitting my face while the right slammed on my tummy, leaving me with no breath. I stepped back astonished and immediately Linda was on me, hitting my face and tits repeatedly. I knew the second round was going to be hers but I am a proud woman and attacked again, happily connecting a punch on her nose and seeing her bleeding. I punched her a couple of times more until she stopped me with a double punch on my tits and a direct on my lower abdomen. I clinched defensively, my left arm around her neck and we exchanged punches all over our bodies. We were again sweaty and our smells aroused me. And “Crack!” I was on my back on the mats, stunned. Linda was happily dancing around. I thought for a moment of laying there and give up, so I would save punishment, but I am stubborn and maybe a little stupid. She waited for me while I got up. Then she started to dance around me, sending all kind of punches to my face and body. Luckily, I got to stop or avoid most, and still more luckily I connected a strong uppercut to her belly and she doubled one knee, allowing me to punch her on the face with all my strength. She tripped and was in the verge of falling but she managed to clinch with me, half groggy, and we started punching ineffectively our sides while our faces and tits pressed sweaty. The smells were so arousing, the contact full, the skins wet, that I was tempted to kiss her and give up the boxing. But all that gave her time to recover. Next think I knew I was on my back, being awaken from KO and with a big pain on my jaw, while the black beauty danced on the mats with her arms up.
There was a rest in which the women assaulted literally the bar, while Linda and I showered and I attended to my hurting jaw. Finally we received the signal to go back. Before, we got close and kissed lustily for long time. “I know this is going to be hard”, Linda said. “But pleasurable”, I smiled.
We went out and were received with applauses and encouraging yells. We were clean, spectacularly naked, with erotic perfumes and body language of provocation. When we met at the center, kissed, wiggled our asses and caressed our bushes with one hand while smashing our big tits on the other, the yells increased and the women were losing their manners. “Fuck her well, Linda”, “Humiliate her, Maura”, “Show her what a black pussy can do”, “Destroy her black hot cxnt”, were most of the ‘recommendations’ voiced out. We concentrated in ourselves. We penetrated our pussies soon, always with our mouths sucking our tongues looking for gagging the other, while our erect nipples rubbed and our tits pressed and slammed. In a few minutes we were already sweating, partly because the room was hot, partly because our lust heated more our bodies. We started to whisper dirty words in our ears to excite each other, while our increasing scent filled the room and the excited women continued yelling and taking parts. Suddenly two of them started fighting and others had to separate them, but we didn’t pay attention. I felt I was going to cum and thought “shit, I will lose”, when I felt Linda cxnt contract on my fingers and she came hard, saying also “shit” as I let go and came on her fingers. We kissed, shaking for long minutes, our juices sliding down our sweaty thighs and the pussy smells stronger. The women applauded, knowing the show hadn’t finished.
We confronted each other again, still sweaty and shaking, and started provoking the other with obscene gestures, pushing our tits and pussies, squeezing our boobs and rubbing our bushes, getting closer until Linda said: “Let’s fight cxnts, whore”. “Yes, slut, let’s”, I answered. We sat on the mats among the yells of the excited women, and slammed our bushes hard, crossing our sweaty thighs and grinding powerfully. We started sensuously, slowly, looking at each other to detect the feelings. Linda grabbed one of my tits and squeezed it and I did the same in one of yours. From that moment, our grinding was hard and frantic, faster, slamming our hairy and soaked cxnts strongly until inevitably we came together. The women roared and some started kissing lustily. We waited a few minutes before attacking again, this time harder, we crushed our mouths as we grabbed our hairs and started slamming our pussies painfully. We smelled of sweat and pure sex and we were decided to win at all costs. We bit our mouths, squeezed out tits and ground our cxnts in a battle of female bitches. Linda tried to mount me, but I grabbed her thigh and I mounted her. For almost twenty minutes we played power, mounting each other, always with our pussies locked, until I got her on her back, most of her body on the air and fucked her fast and dominating. She screamed when she came like he fountain, her body losing all her strength in seconds, cumming and peeing, until she laid on her back totally defeated, panting and crying. I was on my knees and kissed her lovingly before whispering in her ear: “Hey love, you owe me one”.
She paid her debts that night and many others.
