Meena's previous match had ended in a disaster. The only thing that comforted her was the fact that it was an unofficial match, and that it wasn't broadcasted anywhere online. It was private. But her humiliating defeat still stung. Linh had completely milked her tits, and left her lying in a pool of her own tit milk. To add insult to the injury, Linh had stolen her bikini and thong. Meena blushed furiously thinking about Linh. She could remember clearly. Linh gleefully walking out of the room, twirling Meena's G string and bikini in her hands, her pale skinny body and muscled thighs haughtily carrying her visage, as her deflated breast implants sagged along slightly. Atleast she had managed to deal some heavy blow to Linh.
She had been lying by herself on the cold wet bathroom floor, the thick steam in the room refusing to clear up. After a while, she had woken up and gingerly felt her body and tits. Her tits were a little too soft and sore, and her nipples stung. Linh had done a number on them with her fangs. She had staggered out of the room, all naked, walking all the way to the massage room looking for the healer.
After some erotic acupressure, and some sexual exercise, she was fine. A few weeks had passed since then. Meena had followed her diet to regain back her health and she was successful. She stared at her body in front of the mirror in her lodge room.
Almost all the scratch marks and welts from the tangle with Linh had gone. Her dusky brown skin glistened like before, soft and supple. Her thick thighs resembling tree trunks, flexed outwards in their curvy glory, so curvy that they almost closed the opening between her thighs. She stared at her pubic bush which had grown a little too much. Her curvy hourglass figure was as sexy as ever.
She let loose her long thick black lustrous hair as she turned around and examined her behind. Linh had scratched and spanked it an awful lot, but the marks were gone now, and her large succulent brown ass protruded out in all its heart shaped glory. She lightly spanked it, and watched it bounce back up-- a naturally beautiful large bubble butt. She then turned around and flexed her milk bags. Earlier they were oblong sagging bags that had gone all mushy. Within a few weeks of healing, exercise and diet they had gone back to their past glory. In fact, they were better than before. Her massive 38F tits jutted outwards, her nipples erect, her tits all fat and perky. She touched her right boob with her finger and felt it. It was soft, but firm, fleshy and steady. Humongous and taut. The boob goddess was back. Linh was right about one thing. Her tits were full of milk. Even fuller than before. But she was wrong about the other thing. This time Meena would defeat Linh. But it had to wait. After all Meena had the championship to win. Linh was smart. She had picked a very opportune time for her, when Meena would be stuck between Wildcat matches, to defeat her in a challenge properly. She also stole her costume, humiliating her. Meena still seethed when she thought about it. But she couldn't take it back without fighting Linh, which was a long while away.
Meena's next title match was nearby. She would face Sofia Jarvinen, the Finnish hardhitter, with whom she had had a passionate fight in the ring last time. Sofia was a formidable opponent.
The terrain of the fighting ring hadn't changed. Meena wore a metallic pink leotard with a very high cut, exposing her beautiful outer thick thighs. Sofia wore a metallic blue leotard with similar high cut exposing her muscular thighs.
The man in the tuxedo and fox mask quietly tried to contain the excitement in the arena. The VIPs had all seen the two fight before, and they had fought a lot of other opponents before reaching here, ready to square off again. They were all buzzing with one question--which girl would win and go to the finals?
Meena stared across at Sofia's cold blue eyes staring back at her calculatingly. Sofia stared back into Meena's passionate dark black eyes. The bell quietly rung, but they didn't care. The battle had already started.
Meena strutted confidently, towards her opponent. Sofia did the same.
"How about we do this without these annoying clothes, Minnie?", Sofia hissed excitedly, in a commanding tone.
"I'm not in a hurry to see your body, Sof....I can always remove it later on in the match, whenever I want........", Meena purred.
Sofia growled, "So be it"
They both walked towards each other and stood facing themselves, slowly getting sensuously closer and closer. Their nipples were erect, stabbing the fabric, two prominent peaks resting on round bulging balloons just a few inches away from touching each other. Meena's larger breasts stared off with Sofia's moderate, but firm breasts. The tension between them was electric. Meena and Sofia's breathing had increased, their heartbeats almost visible. They could feel the breath of their opponents, wash over their face with an intoxicating mix of freshness, sweat, and lust. It was maddening. Meena's long black hair was tied into a braid, that extended till her ass. The tight, skimpy leotard, Meena was wearing was straining to contain her breasts, and her behind. So much so that, her breasts ballooned out of the spaces where the leotard wasn't present, threatening to tear off the fabric. Her rump was divided into two sections, as it too was cut in half by the overworked thong. It was slightly restraining, but Meena knew they purposefully gave her a size that didn't fit, because of the chance of exposure of her figure--which would make the VIPs shell out a lot of bucks. But she was quite uncomfortable to fight wearing it.
Sofia's outfit was thin, exposing her muscled fair thighs, and a bit of blonde pussy hair peeked out of her thong, which was slightly wedged in, forming a camel toe.
Her blonde hair had been neatly wrapped in a braid that rested on her shoulder.
Sofia stood, taller than Meena, her abdominal muscles visible against the sheer fabric.
She stared into the eyes of Sofia, and Sofia did the same. Both their womanhoods were slightly damp. Finally their nipples touched each other through the taut fabric, and both of them gasped audibly.
"UUUuuuuuuuuuuuunnnnghhhhh", they cried out with surprise in their eyes, as they stared at their nips touching. But they both had a look in their eyes which said there was no going back now. Meena struck first. A cold, hard slap across Sofia's pretty face, which almost made her fall. Sofia almost spat out.
She straightened up, angered and immediately struck back with a cruel, hard slap across Meena's large milk tankers. The slap was so hard, Meena's tits almost came out of the leotard, an odd nipple facing outwards awkwardly.
Meena gasped and hurriedly repositioned and adjusted her boobs within the leotard.
"I told you it'd be better without them, Minnie. Oh well, it's fine if you won't listen.......I can always strip you later...", Sofia purred menacingly. Meena glowered.
Meena charged and rammed into Sofia's abdomen, but Sofia was ready. She grabbed a bent Meena's waist and they both wrestled for a while. Then a feisty Meena's fingers groped around Sofia's arse, and raked their length with her sharp claws. Sofia screamed. Meena wouldn't stop scratching. Sofia grabbed Meena's waist and locked them between her muscled thighs, immobilizing her. She then gently raised Meena's leotard upwards, exposing more of her lovely buttocks. She folded her arms, elbows facing downwards, and rammed her elbows into Meena's buttocks with full force.
"YYyaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiieEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEnnnghhh!!", Meena squealed and spat out. Sofia continued her 'elbow to the ass', few more times, before she released her. Meena dropped down, clutching her throbbing ass, as Sofia walked around her in a circle.
As she walked about, she noticed Meena's exposed behind. She gently walked over, stood over a bent Meena, and grabbed her leotard near her asscheeks. With a strong force, she yanked it all the way up, the fabric cutting through Meena's ass and pussy. Meena screamed. Meena tried wiggling her large, bouncy butt out of the tight fabric, but Sofia caught her. She stomped her feet on both of Meena's buttocks, locking them in place. Sofia was standing on Meena's buttocks with full force, Sofia's muscled stature bearing down on Meena's soft large ass. Meena cried out. Sofia increased her pressure, pulling the fabric out and stretching it to an unnatural length. Meena flailed her legs and squealed. Her powerful hips finally managed to jolt Sofia off, and the fabric was released, which rebounded with a resonating FLAMPP! on Meena's buttcheeks, sending vibrations and ripples across its surface. Meena slowly crawled onto her knees. She stared at Sofia who was about to charge, and shouted, "WAIT! Let me get it ouuuuuuuuutttt...."
The fabric had gone so far up her pussy and ass, that Meena almost had to finger herself, getting ahold of it. She momentarily became cross eyed, and moaned as she managed to pull out the fabric and adjust it over her ample ass and sensitive pussy.
"You bitch! That was too deep.."
"Well I told you it's better to fight without them...."
Meena growled. They both charged. Meena charged titfirst, her erect, humongous tiddies facing Sofia's comparatively smaller tits. Meena's tits slammed into Sofia's and Sofia literally bounced back, her tits flopping out of her bra. Meena laughed.
"You want to titfight me with those? Good luck..."
Sofia growled. She charged and locked palms with Meena, both of them wrestling for a while. Then Sofia got a glint in her eye. She grabbed Meena's leotard's plunging bra straps and pulled them outwards, towards her, exposing Meena's ample tits and soft belly. Meena stared confused.
"What-
"Oh this is gonna sting your tissi........", Sofia grinned as once she had pulled them to the maximum length, released the elastic latex. The latex shot back and slapped Meena's sensitive nipples and tits, causing ripples in her soft boobflesh. Meena yelped.
"YEEOOOOWCHHH!"
Sofia didn't wait around. She dashed forward and grabbed Meena's pussy. Meena's eyes widened. "W-Wait what are you do-oooooooonnnnghhhhhhnnnn", Meena bit her lip and fluttered her eyes. Sofia's dextrous fingers were stroking her lady bits. Her hands twitched and her legs became pigeon toed, as Sofia started rubbing her crotch with her wrist intensely. Meena managed to get ahold of Sofia's wrist and yelped at her to stop, but Sofia just used her other wrist. All it took was a few strokes to the pussy, and Meena was gasping. moaning and sweating in Sofia's hands.
Sofia could feel Meena getting wet. She knew this was it. She immediately locked her lips with Meena's thick pouty lips, and began tonguing her insides. Meena responded back in kind. They were both locked in the passionate kiss. Sofia felt suddenly felt something hard and slippery brush against her fingers downstairs, and realized it was Meena's clit, awake and hungry for more love.
It was so big!
Sofia played around with it for a while, stroking along its bulbous fleshy pink surface. Sofia revelled in the pleasure of staining her fingers with the layer of wet coating the clit. She enjoyed the fact that all she was doing was rubbing the soft, delightful, touchworthy, bulbous piece of flesh, and she had unleashed a hellish wave of lust upon the Indian girl. Her clit just got bigger and bigger.
Meena could feel her tiny, steadily growing clit being toyed around with. It felt like she had handed over the key to her body to the Finnish girl. It was somewhat painful--no, not painful, rather it was ecstatic. Too ecstatic to register, as she couldn't hold it in. She screamed out her arousal, hoping Sofia would have mercy, but at the same time didn't want her to stop. Oh, the indecisive passion.
Sofia pinched Meena's erect clit, breaking the intense passion between them, as Meena's eyes widened and her mouth opened to scream. But before she could scream, Sofia slammed her muscular thigh up Meena's vulnerable entrance down there. Meena fell to the floor, a trembling mess, clutching her damp kitty and struggling to make noise. Sofia smiled. She grabbed Meena by her thick black hair, untied it and dragged her towards the ring corners. She snaked her muscled thighs from behind and locked it around Meena's flat, soft abdomen, squeezing and locking her in place. Meena, still not yet recovered from the pain, was drooling. Sofia smiled. She snaked her arms around and grabbed Meena's heavy, round right boob with both her hands. Then she started squeezing it. Meena squealed.
The erect titty started quivering. Soon the tit started oozing milk, dripping onto Sofia's body below. Sofia then mashed the two tits together, the nipples leaking milk and smearing it all over each other. Meena was drooling and trembling, as she felt her tits being womanhandled by Sofia ruthlessly.
*smush*smush*slosh*, the noises came as Meena's humongous tits leaked milk all over her leotard top. Sofia smiled. Meena could only moan helplessly.
"Nuuhhhhh.....muhhh booobbyyyy..."
"I'm gonna give these fat girls some exercise Minnie, hope you don't mind....."
Then the time out bell rung.
Sofia grunted and released Meena's tits, and slid off from beneath her, walking to her corner, blushing and giggling to herself. Meena managed to get up and stand on her trembling, thick thighs. Her pussy was still sore. She stood on her legs, her hands grabbing onto the railings for support. She stood in a bent over position, her head resting on the railings, her legs trembling, and her humongous still wet, boobs hanging down, almost touching the floor.
Sofia turned around and saw Meena bending over, her pussy and large fat ass clearly exposed.
Meena felt something prod her behind. As realization dawned upon her, it was too late. Sofia had already gotten behind her. She had gently shifted the thin strip of fabric running vertically over her love hole to the side, and completely opened Meena. She made a finger gun gesture of both her hands, and stabbed them together into Meena's womancave.
"OOOOOOOUUuuuuuooAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHnnnnn......" Meena squealed, becoming cross eyed. Her thick, girthy thighs trembled, as Sofia thrusted her two fingers in, and proceeded to violently 'poke' Meena's tunnel. She thrust her sharp nails and poked and prodded the soft, fleshy inner walls of Meena's woman cave.
Then she rammed in both fingers and thumb and started thrusting in and out strongly. It felt as if Sofia was holding a real dildo. The thrusting eventually got so intense, that the slapping sound her ass made while meeting Sofia's fingers, could be heard around the arena! Meena's large ass jiggled violently as they were hit by the thrusting fingers, aiming for the pussy.
SLAP! SLAP!
"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"
Meena's lower behind was on fire. This thabala puran was really playing music on her pussy. Except it was heavy metal.
Sofia continued this for a while before stopping and relocating. Her fingers found the area above Meena's urethra, below the erect, throbbing clitoris--the U spot. She rubbed this fleshy, expanse of soft flesh for a while and gauged her reaction. Meena's eyes widened. Her lips pouted to form an 'O' shape as she slowly moaned again.
"AAahhhhhhhaaaahhhhhhaaaahhhhhhhnnnnnggggg..."
Meena had never felt this technique before. She was caught completely off guard.
And Sofia was going to take full advantage of this. She licked her lips. When else was she going to get a chance to finger fuck a girl with a reva this big?
Sofia increased the pace of her rubbing, almost gently scraping this 'U' spot, as Meena screamed. Sofia had a lusty crazed smile. She then began tickling her U spot, then stroked the inner vaginal walls with her two fingers. Meena's mouth was wet, and drool fell out of her lolling tongue, as she moaned, her fingers tightly gripping the railings. Then Sofia stopped. Meena had little time to recover, however, as Sofia wasn't done with her pretty pussy.
Sofia gently pressed the labia majora, massaging it slightly. Meena shivered at such a gentle touch. A move that gentle was definitely an ill omen for what was next in store for Meena. Sofia then traced the fleshy outline of Meena's labia minora. Then she forced them open. Meena gasped. Sofia gently tickled the borders of Meena's lips down there, as Meena moaned slightly. Meena was relieved it wasn't a big move. She couldn't have been more wrong. Sofia forced open Meena's lips and thrust her closed fist inside her pussy, going wristdeep.
Meena screamed. Her thick, voluptuous thighs flailed limitedly, and her ass cheeks swung wildly as she tried to buck off whatever big thing Sofia had decided to thrust inside her, but to no avail. Sofia had her locked, and her fist had gone inside completely. She rotated her fist inside Meena's closed pussy space, and her knuckles touched the Indian hottie's inner chambers. Meena squealed. Then Sofia, after a few adjusting movements, removed her fist out with some difficulty, and a SHLOP!
"God you are so tight! Neitsyt vittu!!"
Her fist was coated with a thick layer of Meena's foamy love juices. Sofia licked it all up. Then she reintroduced her fist inside her chambers again, this time a bit faster. Sofia thrusted her fist, inside and outside, inside and outside, inside and outside, and on and on............Meena screaming her pleasure, only fueled Sofia's vengeful lust.
"Ah! AH! Ah! Ah! AH! Ah! AH! AH!"
The fisting kept going on.
"AAHHHHH! AhhhhhhHHHAAAAnnnn! HAaaaaaaaa! Aaaaaaahhhhh Ente Puuuucchhiiiiii!!!!!! ENTE PUCHIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!!"
Meena broke into her mother tongue, screaming all sorts of Malayali slurs.
Finally, Sofia released her fist, and Meena slumped, her large ass quivering, her gaping pussy still dripping cum like a waterfall.
Sofia then grabbed Meena's long black hair and pointed her sweaty, beautiful face towards the audience.
"Say it lehma!! SAY IT HUORA!!! You lost........", she purred menacingly by her ear. Meena's leotard had almost come undone. She was shivering because of the slight cold in the air. She wanted to give in. Ohh, her pussy ached. Her thighs shivered. She wanted to just curl up and warm her aching pussy. Then she remembered her situation. Naked, fucked raw, and humiliated. Anger bubbled within her. There was also something else. Her lust. It had rosen to a new height and was increasing her sex drive like a volume button. She refused to give up. She was going to give this Mattanga poore a lesson.
She clinched Sofia's pressure point near her ankle. Sofia gasped and wobbled. This was it. Meena pulled her down and watched as the tall Finnish girl fell to the mat right beside her, her fair boobs now exposed and flapping at Meena's crouched posture. Meena wasted no time. She immediately ripped off her partially removed leotard, to prevent Sofia from gaining any leverage over her. Then she folded her arm, exposing her elbow, and jumped. She landed with her elbow pointing right toward Sofia's right titty.
Sofia screamed, as Meena's right elbow slammed into Sofia's right breast, and went in, the tits slightly mushy from exhaustion. Sofia tried pulling her tit out but she may as well have tried to remove a feather from under a rock. Meena's elbow was firmly in place, pinning Sofia's boob to the floor, and limiting her mobility. Sofia screamed.
"What was that Sof? You won? Bullshit! Let's see you try to snake out from under here......" she purred.
Meena slapped Sofia's face a few times as she shrieked.
"Ole hyvaaaaaaaa! pleeeasseeeeeee! Let go! Let go! Let goooo!!!" Sofia shrieked.
Meena lifted her elbow. Sofia immediately caressed her breast. She glared at Meena. "You bitch.."
"Fight me", Meena cooed. "Or are your tits too sore to be milked?"
