Dana pushed Vanessa. Hard. And Vanessa immediately knew that this was going to be a throw down.
Vanessa never let another woman punch first. She learned that young and she never forgot it. It was probably why she won all of her fights.
She swung. Dana ducked and drove forward, tackling Vanessa to the ground. Her big body crashed down on top of Vanessa's and both women's tits burst from their flimsy tops. The crowd erupted. Dana scrambled up and raked her sharpened fingernails down Vanessa's heavily made up face, leaving deep welts in the brunette's pretty face. She slammed a hammer fist down onto Vanessa's nose and then scrambled to her feet, pressing the palm of her hand down onto one of Vanessa's tits and the other onto her face.
As the blonde got up she stomped on Vanessa's exposed stomach and the brunette guffawed and then rolled onto her belly, both women were still in heels and Vanessa went to scramble away to get to her feet but Dana punted her between her legs and then stomped another kick into her upper thigh. Vanessa groaned, injured, but crawled away and struggled to her feet just in time to be clocked from behind with a wild roundhouse and then from the other side with another roundhouse. She turned to face Dana who then hit her in the face with three punches, all with her right hand. Vanessa's body teetered to the left as her knees almost buckled. The blonde caught her and righted her and then kneed her in the crotch.
Dana was very much in charge as she grabbed Vanessa by the hair and tossed her to the ground tumbling. Dana stalked after her, topless in her leather pants, sweating now. As Dana got close, Vanessa slammed her heel into Dana's crotch and the blonde yelped and winced, her face going pale. Another blow caught her thigh and Dana stumbled back. The two topless women squared off and the crowd hooted and hollered.
The blows fired off fast and furious like two prize fighters who forgot about defense. Their toned arms pumped furiously as their breasts and torsos took the brunt of the punishment from their fists. The slap of flesh and the thud of fists hitting solid organs was audible only to the closest of onlookers in the rowdy crowd. Karl was one of those and he winced every time Vanessa took a damaging blow. One of Vanessa's punches snuck in and caught Dana on the chin and snapped the blonde's head back. Dana was stunned for a second and Vanessa wasted no time connecting with two more solid punches to Dana's massive chest, knocking the blonde back a step. Both women remained in heels, making fighting on the grass even more unbalancing.
Vanessa stepped forward to deliver what most in the crowd saw as the finishing blow, but she never connected. Instead, Dana delivered a right cross that snuck past Vanessa's fists and crashed into her cheek. The brunette's head snapped to the side and spittle sprayed out from her mouth. A second punch, a left hook, crashed into her left side and she grunted as her body shook and her breasts bounced from side to side. Her face contorted into a mask of pain and her knees buckled. Dana's third punch was an overhand right that dropped Vanessa to her knees.
The blonde wasted no time, grabbing the brunette's hair, holding her head steady and kneeing her in the chest and face several times. Vanessa's body reverberated with the punishment and her head lolled to the side as Dana paused to catch her breath and blow a kiss at Karl.
"Your slutty bitch isn't so tough anymore, is she Karl?" the blonde taunted. She dog-walked Vanessa towards the center of the circle of onlookers that had formed around the two fighters as they had battled on the grass. Neither woman looked good and both were gasping for air. Dana swung another looping right hand into Vanessa's swollen face and the crowd gasped.
Vanessa was hurt. She had started crying, a common event for her, several minutes earlier. The tears were all about emotion and frustration. Now though, she was scared for the first time in a long time especially because she knew the blonde was strong and bigger than she was. She needed to do some damage. The blow came from her core. A punch that had as much force as she could muster and it slammed perfectly into the blonde's crotch. The crowd yelped again in unison. It didn't hurt the way a guy getting kicked in the nuts does, but it hurt nonetheless. Dana stumbled back and Vanessa got partway to her feet and then tackled Dana. The two sweaty topless women rolled around on the grass struggling and clawing at each other, shrieking and chirping and yelping as their massive breasts were crushed between them.
There was no contest between breasts. Despite having an enormous bust, Vanessa's tits were no match for Dana's and she also wasn't as strong as Dana and the blonde gradually began to gain an advantage. Vanessa was losing and she was fatiguing. She took her sharp nails and dug them into Dana's nipples. The blonde screeched. The pain was intolerable. Vanessa hadn't known it, but Dana's nipples were very sensing. She twisted harder as she dug her nails in deeper and began crushing Dana's tits. She rolled on top of the blonde, working her tits more. Dana grabbed at her wrists and tried desperately to pry her hands away. Vanessa head butted her in the face. Dana was stunned and hurt. Vanessa shimmied up and straddled her flat belly and began punching her damaged tits cruelly. Dana began to cry openly and begged Vanessa to stop. She was done.
"Get off me you bitch, get off! You ruined my nips! You fucking nasty whore!" Dana wailed.
Vanessa struggled to her feet and stumbled over to Karl, who caught her as her battered body fell into his arms. The party broke up and one of Dana's friends came and picked her up. Vanessa nursed her wounds but fortunately for her, Dana had not fucked up her pussy and so she and Karl fucked the entire next day.
Afterwards, Karl said to her, "Would you ever fight again?" and a fighter was born...
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