Alma Mater Battle
My wife and two other couples were attending the NCAA basketball tournament. It turned out that my wife, Lauren, would be able to cheer for her alma mater as they had qualified for the tournament. My friend Chuck’s wife Ellen also had an alma mater playing at the same tournament site. If both teams won their first game, they would meet in the second game. As it turned out, that was the case.
About halfway through the first half of the game pitting their two schools, they began to irritate one another with the cheering and jeering for and of the two teams. At halftime, Chuck and I traded seats with our wives to separate them and preventing this basketball rivalry from getting out of hand. My wife’s school lost in the last second of the game and Ellen went out of her way to celebrate her alma mater’s victory. Lauren was none too pleased at Ellen’s display but let it ride for the time being.
We stayed for the game that followed our wive’s contest and things seemed a little calmer between the two. At dinner afterwards, while the two women didn’t speak, it seemed that game’s outcome was forgotten. We returned to our hotel suite that accommodated all of us and planned a quiet evening drinking and watching TV. Chuck and I went out to get some beer and snacks for the group. We had no idea what was brewing while we were gone.
In our absence, Lauren and Ellen decided to settle their differences woman to woman. The third couple were asked to be witness to their fight so as to acknowledge the winner. Just as Chuck and I walked through the door to the hotel room, Ellen connected with a solid right to Lauren’s chin which sent her stumbling backwards about 5 feet with Chuck catching my blonde wife before she hit the floor. As he caught her his comment to her was, “I see you’ve met Ellen’s right hand, ‘Rocky’…you might wish to quit while you can.” Lauren stood, not acknowledging Chuck’s admonition. He gave a gentle push back into the fray. Ellen continued to demonstrate some fighting skills and landed a left to Lauren’s jaw and then a powerful shot to her abs. Lauren fell to her knees from the effects of the three blows she had absorbed. As Lauren was falling she reached out to grab hold of something and found Ellen’s bra and off it went exposing her large tits. Before I could even ask, Chuck said, “38D.” My eyes nearly popped out of my head at the site. Her big tits bore quarter sized milk chocolate aerola and somewhat smallish nipples that were moderately erect. Ellen, a long-haired brunette, then grabbed Lauren’s blonde mane with one hand and her bra with the other and yanked her to feet. As she ripped off my wife’s bra, Chuck let out a “Damn!” I said to Chuck, “35C.” While smaller than Ellen’s boobs, hers were certainly at least equal to what Ellen brought to the tit comparison. Lauren has half-dollar sized pink areola and large, thick nipples that caught Chuck’s eyes.
As soon as Lauren was on her feet, Ellen connected with a left-right combination that sent my wife hurtling into a wall several feet away. Ellen had heard Chuck’s exclamation at the site of my wife’s incredible nipples. As Lauren stood dazed against the wall, Ellen turned to the two of us and announced that she heard Chuck say “Damn” and that when she finished working over Lauren her tits wouldn’t be so firm and she planned to rip up those big nipples. To me she said that after she was done rearranging Lauren’s equipment, that I would fantasize about Ellen when making love to Lauren.
I had fantasized with Lauren about her fighting other women and even had some rally erotic dreams about her putting her opponents in their place. In all our fantasizing during sex about her nipples getting large, thick, and erect as she went at with other women, we never imagined that when a real fight came she would be getting her ass whipped like this. She had yet to land a punch and seemed over matched against Ellen. It was surprising considering Lauren was in great shape, actually much better than Ellen. That didn’t seem to matter. Ellen seemed to know how throw a wicked right hand and Lauren had been on the receiving quite a few times thus far.
Ellen turned her attention to Lauren again, and moved in to finish her off. Finally, Lauren showed some ability to compete with Ellen. As Ellen rushed in, Lauren jumped forward leading with her knee that she planted square in Ellen’s midsection. The force of the blow forced Ellen to bend at the waist allowing Lauren to straighten her up with an uppercut, followed up with a couple of blasts to the side of Ellen’s head sent her tumbling on to the bed. Lauren leaped on top of Ellen and the two struggled with each other until they rolled off the bed on to the floor. The fall stunned both of them momentarily.
The two grappling women faced off against each other on their knees. They interlocked their hands and fingers to engage in a test of strength. This was Lauren’s strong suit. She quickly and rather easily gained the advantage and had Ellen on her back. Acting with great dispatch, Lauren sat atop Ellen’s midsection with her knees on her opponent’s arms and landed 3-4 punches. Ellen again displayed her skill in these matters. She was able to bring her unsecured legs up and placed them in front of Lauren’s shoulders and forced her backwards and off of her.
Ellen was the first to her feet and once again gained an advantage with a handful of Lauren’s blonde locks. She brought Lauren up with one hand and delivered two quick blasts to Lauren’s abs, which elicited an audible “ugh.” An uppercut and solid right from “Rocky” and Lauren was sent tumbling into a nearby chair which then overturned with Lauren in it. Stunned for a couple of seconds, Lauren arose only to have Ellen on her hurting her with two more solid shots to the body. I was convinced the only thing that kept Lauren on her feet was her athletic background and intense workout regime.
As Ellen pressed her advantage, Lauren demonstrated that was learning a thing or two about this fighting business. As Ellen made effort to end a fight that admittedly she had inflicted more damage than Lauren, Lauren saw the telegraphed punch that her big ttitied brunette opponent was about to toss. She blocked it and delivered her own crushing blow to the softer belly of Ellen. She brought another to the same location and then put her hand on Ellen’s chin raising it up so she could bring a powerful right hand that sent Ellen stumbling back against the wall. Seeing Ellen stunned from her counter attack, Lauren rushed forward grabbing Ellen’s arms, raised them over her head against the wall. She then pressed her firm breasts, with her nipples as erect as I had ever seen them, against Ellen’s massive tits. Lauren pressed hard and her firm tits and thick nipples overwhelmed the bigger brunette. Ellen felt her tits flattening under the onslaught.
Lauren backed away, motioning to Ellen to move out from the wall so she could achieve retribution for Ellen’s arrogant gloating at the game. As Ellen moved forward, Lauren stepped in to deliver a finishing blow. In her eagerness to end it all with one punch, she threw it wildly and Ellen ducked under it and then fired two quick punches that moved Lauren back. The two then exchanged a couple of punches, first Lauren hit Ellen with a glancing blow with Ellen returning with a more solid shot that forced Lauren back a step or two. At this point, Chuck and I stepped in thinking that the two women had been at it long enough.
Ellen suggested to Lauren that she was lucky that the guys stepped in when they did as she was about to finish whipping Lauren’s ass. Truth be told if this was being scored on points, Ellen probably would be declared the winner. However, those words didn’t set well with Lauren. She motioned for the two of us to get out of the way and let them finish what they started. Ellen indicated to Lauren that the next time the men stepped in it would likely be because Lauren was begging for them to stop the slaughter as Ellen was proving that she was the better woman.
To be continued…
