This story is a commission for a member who has recently become a friend! It is a direct sequel to my previous story “I Need This”, so be sure to read that one before you dive into this one, though I’m sure you could get by without doing so. Enjoy, and let me know what you think!
College life agreed well with Riley. She had been here for two months, and the fall was finally setting in after a long hot summer, and the air outside was growing cool. She had made a number of friends, and had started her first semester off with excellent grades. She had also been fortunate enough to get paired in a dorm with her high school best friend Madison, and the two were getting along as famously as they always had.
When Riley had left home, it had been the usual teary eyed experience with her parents. Being an only child, and her parents being on the young side, they were distressed about having empty nest syndrome so early in their lives. But everyone managed to adjust well. Riley called them both at least three times a week, and told them about her classes, her friends, and her extra curricular activities.
Well…most of her extracurricular activities anyway.
A few months ago, Riley had revealed to her mother that she got into so many fights in high school simply because she loved the thrill of throwing down with someone. It never had to be over a boy, or some drama, though there had been a few of those as well. She had been in plenty of scrapes just because she and another girl wanted to test each other. To see where they stood. She had done this with Madison on one occasion, and about a week later, under the influence of a bottle of wine, she had asked her mother Alice if she would fight with her. Riley had never expected her mother to say yes…but she did. She never expected her to wake up the next morning still willing to fight her…but she had. And she had certainly never expected her mother to best her in the backyard fist fight that had followed…
But she did.
Riley remembered her mother’s arm choking the life out of her. She remembered being rolled onto her back, her jaw and mouth exploding in agony as her mother had plowed her fist into her. She remembered surrendering. She remembered losing. The fight had been all in fun, but the two had held nothing back. Had given it their all and genuinely tried to hurt the other woman enough to come out on top, and she had been the one defeated. Something about that fight woke something up inside Riley. She wanted more. She had promised herself that she wouldn’t get into any more random fights once she got to college. She had a scholarship she couldn’t afford to lose, and didn’t want to be sent packing over something so trivial.
That was until one Friday night when she and Madison had been up late talking. They had reminisced about the time they had met on the old baseball diamond and fought each other for the first and only time. One comment led to another, and the two of them were soon locked together in their panties and bra, rolling around their small dorm room. They had kept it to wrestling, scratching and hair pulling to avoid any unwanted attention, but they had gotten some anyway. There had been a knock on the door and the girls froze. Madison was on top of Riley and had a handful of her hair, her knees pinning her shoulders to the floor. Before they could scramble apart, the door knob had turned and in walked one of their new mutual friends. Taylor was a nice girl with a tomboy streak a mile wide. She had grinned down at them and the girls on the floor just blushed and froze.
“Thought I heard a scuffle going on over here. You two mad at each other or something?” Taylor asked nonchalantly. Madison and Riley broke apart and sat on the floor shaking their heads.
“No…just…goofing around…you know.” Madison laughed nervously. Taylor had grinned at them then and winked.
“Uh huh. Well, if you two like to goof around some more without the whole dorm hearing you, why don’t you come down to Patterson’s gym tomorrow night around 8 o clock. There’s some girls I bet you’d like to meet.”
And that had been how Riley had been introduced to the campus girls’ solution to fighting without being expelled. One of the girl’s fathers owned the gym in question, and allowed her and her friends to use it for “workouts” after hours. In fact, girls gathered here every Saturday and rolled out the wrestling mats in the storage room to settle grudges, arguments, or just have fun with each other without any judgemental eyes falling on them.
Her first week there, Taylor explained how it worked. You and your opponent agreed on the rules beforehand, and the assembled crowd would stop you if it appeared the fight was getting too dangerous…once it was explained, Taylor dropped the next big secret.
“Oh, and just so you know, erotic fighting is on the table here. It can range from just using it as a distraction, all the way to sexfighting.” She shrugged at Riley’s expression as if she didn’t expect her to be surprised. “Gotta use whatever weapons we can right? And don’t tell me you aren’t for it. You and Maddie were REALLY into that little scrap I walked in on.” She giggled.
Riley smiled then, intrigued by the idea. “Yeah, okay, you got me.” She laughed. Madison had come along with her, and Riley turned to her.
“Well, you wanna finish what we started in the dorm?” She asked, putting her hands on her hips and raising an eyebrow.
“Nuh-uh.” Taylor grinned at them. “You two have fought before. You came here to try something new right? Why don’t you and I go a few rounds?” She asked. “Maddie, why don’t you and Sierra fight? Battle of the redheads and all.” She grinned wider. Both girls agreed wholeheartedly.
“So when do we get a turn?” Riley asked Taylor who just winked at her.
“Us next!” Taylor called to the room at large, kicking off her shoes and grabbing Riley by the hand, almost dragging her to the center of the mats.
The two went at it hard and fast, not afraid to punch, scratch and kick, and as the fight went on their touches and contact became more intimate in between bouts of smashing and slamming each other around. In the end, Riley had Taylor down on her stomach, straddling her waist.
“Had enough?” Riley asked as she twisted Taylor’s arm behind her back with one hand, and jerked her black hair with the other.
“Ow! Yeah…enough.” Taylor gasped. The two had fought for a solid ten minutes, and the assembled girls cheered them on as they separated and gave each other a tight hug. The girls congratulated both of them on a well fought match as they made their way off of the mats to make way for Madison and Sierra. They sat at the edge of the mat, eager to watch the show.
“You were awesome out there. I think you’ll fit in here just fine.” Taylor winked as the two redheads locked up, beginning their fight.
And with that, Riley had been hooked. She went almost every week and took on someone new. She made exceptions for weeks when she had a lot of work to do or when she went home for a weekend, but for the most part, she attended regularly. As always, Riley won some and lost some, but one thing was for sure. She was getting better. As she got better, and found herself winning against girls she might not have even had a chance against before, she kept thinking back to that last fight before she came here. She played it over and over in her head sometimes, rethinking every move and how she would do it differently. She wondered if it would be any different if they had waited until now to have their showdown. She supposed she would never know, but for now, she was content to have a couple dozen other girls who shared her interests.
Christmas break came around sooner than anyone expected. Riley had officially finished her first semester of college, and had passed her classes with all A’s save for her math class, which had earned her a B. She wasn’t sweating that though. One B was nothing, and she had never been such a perfectionist. Right now, she was just happy that she was about to spend two weeks at home with her family. She came through the door, bags in tow as her father and mother rushed to meet her and hugged her tightly in greeting. They sat around the Christmas tree and talked late into the evening, glad to have each other around for such a long period. It felt like no time however, until the final day of Riley’s vacation had rolled around. James said his warm and loving goodbyes that morning as he returned to work that particular day, and wished her well as he went out the door. Alice and Riley were alone, and had the rest of the day to themselves, though Riley would be leaving again that evening.
Her mom made her favorite food for lunch, and the two sat at the table talking and laughing as they swapped stories of how things were going, and what was going on. The conversation lulled into silence as they finished their food and cleared the table. Again, they went to share the sofa and sat down as they had a million times before.
“So…” Alice said, finally breaking the silence. “What else have you been up to? I feel like there’s something you aren’t telling me.” She raised an eyebrow. There was no accusation in her voice, only curiosity.
“Nahh. Not really mom. Things have been kinda like I told you.” RIley said with a small smile. Alice only cocked her eyebrow and angled her head a bit to the side, clearly conveying that she wasn’t buying that. Damn mother’s intuition.
“Is it a boy? Because as long as you’re being safe and using condoms, your father and I-”
“EW mom, no, it’s not a boy!” Riley covered her face, hiding the blush that had come into her cheeks, while also trying not to laugh.
Alice chuckled. “Well okay, a girl then.” She shrugged. “We’re good with that.”
“MOM!” Riley couldn’t help but burst out laughing. “Okay, no it’s not a girl. It’s a group of girls.” She caught what she had said just as Alice’s mouth fell open. “Not like that!” She continued, waving her hands as the two of them fell into uncontrollable laughter. “I uh….I kinda started fighting again.”
“Oh Riley, no. That’s fine and all at home, but you’ll lose your scholarship if you get caught!” Alice said, a little reproach in her voice.
“Not the way we do it.” Riley grinned and winked at her mom. “It’s totally safe, off campus, private and consensual. No one is losing anything even if we DO get caught.” And with that, Riley launched into telling her mother everything about her little pseudo sorority of wrestling and fighting women from her campus. Alice listened carefully and didn’t interrupt. When Riley had wrapped up the story, Alice simply shrugged.
“Well, you can’t be any more careful than that I suppose, and at least it’s fun.” She said, and started to open her mouth to change the topic.
“I’ve gotten better too, mom.” Riley said, not looking her mother in the eye, blushing even as she said it. “I’ve gotten alot better, and I’m wondering…do you want to fight again?” She said.
Alice shook her head vigorously. “No, Riley we shouldn’t do that again. It’s not a good idea. And besides, you’re leaving tonight. It’s below freezing outside, and I’m not wrecking the living room.” She said.
“No mom, I’m not talking about today. I’m thinking around spring break. Dad already has a hunting trip that week, the weather will be perfect, and it gives us time to get ready for it.” Riley shrugged. “If you decide you don’t want to do it by that week, then okay.” She shrugged. “IO’ll drop it.”
“Well….” Alice rubbed the back of her neck.
“Come on. You want that rematch just as bad as I do. And you have time to think it over.” Riley winked at her mom. “We can even talk it over between now and then.”
Alice considered it for a while. On one hand, she didn’t know if fighting with her daughter again was the best idea. What if she made this a habit? But on the other hand, the idea of a rematch did appeal to Alice. She had itched to get back into fighting herself after her encounter with her daughter, but hadn’t worked up the courage to go looking for an opponent. She was afraid she might just like it too much, and what if James found out? She had no idea how he would react to that. She took a deep breath. “Okay. Okay, yeah.” she said. “I’ll agree to that.” she said with a sigh, then an involuntary smile.
“Good.” Riley said simply with a knowing look at her mother.
THREE MONTHS LATER
It was almost time for spring break. Riley and Madison were packing a bag for the week, and talking about their plans for the vacation. Madison would be going to the beach with a few of their new mutual friends, and Riley would of course be going home. She could’ve gone along on the trip to the beach, but the truth was, she was looking forward to her week at home more. She and her mother had texted back and forth several times since the winter, setting up the details of their rematch, and even sharing in some real trash talk.
“Are you sure you don’t want to come with us?” Madison asked, a tone of real disappointment in her voice. There was a silence then, in which Riley was deciding how to answer. Madison knew about her first fight with her mother. Of course she did. She was Riley’s best friend and she told her everything. She had even texted her right after it happened. But she wasn’t sure she wanted her to know about the rematch just yet.
“Nah, I really miss mom and dad, so I think I’m gonna go home.” She said. Madison didn’t challenge her answer, and they finished packing without the subject coming up again.
Riley got home around 3pm that afternoon, and was greeted at the door by her mother, who squealed in delight and flung her arms around her daughter’s neck in a crushing hug. The two went inside and Alice poured Riley a glass of wine, and then one for herself. They talked for a little while, and relaxed, letting themselves unwind together. After a while, Alice spoke up.
“So are we doing it tonight?” The older woman asked, not even pretending to have decided against it. Riley grinned like a kid with a piece of candy and looked out of the window behind her. It was twilight, and the sky was a beautiful orange purple.
“We’ve got some daylight left. Wanna go now?” Riley asked, practically vibrating with excitement as she said the words in a rush, before she could lose her nerve. The two said nothing else, but rushed upstairs to their rooms to get ready. In ten minutes, Alice was the first down the stairs and out the door. She walked behind the garage, wearing a pair of short black compression shorts with white trim down each leg. Her daughter wasn’t far behind her, bouncing along in a pair of lycra boyshorts and a tshirt of her own. The two walked behind the garage together and looked each other up and down.
“Just like we agreed on?” Alice asked, her heart racing a bit. “We aren’t holding anything back at all this time?” She began to stretch, thankful for the cooler air outside this time around. Riley nodded, and started to stretch as well.
“Just like we agreed.” She said, as she finished limbering up. They straightened and the two of them both took a deep breath before they pulled off their shirts, and then reached around to unhook their bras. They dropped the discarded items to the ground and kicked them out of the way with their already bare feet. There was something about seeing each other topless now that changed the dynamic. Both of them had seen the other with no bra many times before, but now, in this setting, was very different. They both had firm and perky breasts, both on the smaller side, but still impressive in their own right. The two had agreed weeks ago that this second fight should be done topless. It offered extra freedom of movement, felt more primal, and offered each other an extra target besides.
They stood there for a while, not saying a word. They only looked each other in the eyes, breathing slowly and deliberately as they wrapped their heads around what was about to happen. Somehow, even though they had been so excited just moments before, they felt even more trepidation now than they had when they had faced off the first time all those months ago. It felt as if a lightning storm crackled between them, just under the surface, and would explode as soon as their bodies made first contact, in whatever form that would take.
Both of their knees bent ever so slightly, and neither one looked away from the other. Their bare feet padded on the grass, making the tiniest noises as they walked slowly toward each other. Finally, they were face to face, their breasts slid together the tiniest bit. Still, neither one made a move just yet.
“There are things we didn’t do to each other last time Riley.” Alice said, standing her ground. “Things we said were on the table this time.”
Riley smirked. “I know. And I’m going to do every one of them to you. You aren’t going to win this time mom.” She said, brushing her chest into her mother’s lightly, but defiantly.
“We’ll see about that.” Alice smirked back at her. “Last chance to make any changes.” She added, bumping her chest right back into her daughter’s.
“No need.” Riley responded.
They stood silently again. The air between them had grown even more electric as they stared into each other’s eyes defiantly. The fight had started, but they were not moving yet. Several tense seconds ticked by. The two women waited, watching the other. Riley shifted her weight slightly from foot to foot. That tiny movement was just enough.
The tension between them exploded almost audibly as Alice rocked her right fist suddenly into Riley’s jaw. The younger girl yelped, the sound quickly turning into a shout as she launched herself at Alice, hands extended for her face.
