The Secret Meeting:Looking at her computer, Rita couldn't believe she was actually doing this. Typing away she had so many different thoughts; some thrilled she was going through with this, others telling her to stop and everything will just go on as normal. That was the problem though for Rita. Her normal wasn't exciting for her. She needed to do something to give her a little excitement and going through the internet had found her a way to achieve that goal.
A month ago Rita had found a website called "secretfights.com." she couldn't believe her eyes as first she had started with porn and stumbled on two topless women clashing in a fight. At first she thought it was acting and laughed to herself, till she saw hair on the floor and red marks forming on bodies. Making Rita feel things she had never really experienced before. So she delved more into this world of fights and found the site. One she had looked over throughout the month.
Back and forth she had went on the idea of actually fighting herself. She had never hidden away from a fight in her life. But really those fights she had when she was younger were always broken up, whether by guys or by people passing by. Seeing those two women fighting for money on camera, showing each other no mercy till one was left crying her eyes out had gotten Rita to decide she wanted that rush for herself.
So now she typed out her profile for the website:
Name: Rita Ashford.
Age: 54
Height: 5'5
Weight: 142lbs
Interests: catfights (with rules), maybe boxing with right person.
Experience: a few fights when younger. No fight training.
Posting a recent picture at the beach. Rita created the profile and then decided to wait and see what would happen. Her heart was racing as she waited but no reply came in the first ten minutes. As she realised it was pointless just sitting around like that, she got up and did some housework to pass the time.
An hour later Rita saw she had a private message, it read "I see we are not too far away from each other and you look a real cxnt. So ring me on.... And we can talk on the matter." Rita's eyes went wide. She felt her heart back to racing like it wanted to escape her chest. Nipples hardening as she looked over the message twice to make sure she wasn't seeing a mirage.
Before calling she looked up the woman who had made the challenge over message. Seeing her profile and reading it:
Name: Janice Dickinson.
Age: 57
Height: 5'5
Weight: 145lbs
Interests: catfighting with rules. Fistfights with sane person.
Experience: fighting as a teenager. No fight training beyond school of hard knocks.
Rita snarled "fucking Janice. You wanna fight you cxnt." To herself as she found herself stroking her pussy under her blue denim jeans and in her white lace knickers. Teeth bared as the instinct to fight a rival gripped her.
Little did Rita know that Janice had the same feelings. She had lost her husband through an illness months before. She had been depressed but after her older sister Joyce had told her to get her head back where it used to be. She had found herself hitting the gym. With it she found a competitiveness when talking to women of a similar age to her. None had been rude to her, in fact they couldn't have been any more sweet knowing her problems. It was something inside her that wanted her to be better then these women.
That urge led her to seek out one night something to understand her competitive urges. After some drink that led her to laying on her bed with her laptop in front of her, while she just wore her black lace bra and knickers. She saw two busty women fighting on blue mats. She found herself cheering on the redhead and wishing it was her fighting instead. Orgasming hard as she loved every second of what she was seeing.
After looking up more fights and websites talking about females battling. Janice found the site that would lead to this showdown between the mature battlers. She saw plenty of young women and a few older ones who looked to be in their sixties wanting to fight. Then she saw Rita's account and where she lived. Nipples hardening as she saw how close they lived only a mile difference. She wanted to rip the raven locks of this woman out, punch, bite, kick her till she cried or till she knocked her out. Creating her own profile to send her a message that she wanted a crack at her.
Not long later Rita and Janice were connected through the phone. Rita asking sternly "is this the redheaded cow who really thinks she stands a chance against me?" Both were breathing harder then usual as this was so hot for them. Getting to talk nastily to another woman seemed taboo. Women weren't supposed to be fighters. Fuck that notion thought both as they started to verbal feel each other out.
"Oh so this is that fat raven haired bitch seeking a fight. It's ok if you wanna trash talk but I want to fight you, so hope you don't waste my time" was the reply from Janice. Who could feel her left hand clench. Wanting to slug Rita in her face there and then. Pacing in her kitchen side to side as she wore a white dressing gown.
"Oh I wanna fight too. I didn't sign up to look up photos of saggy titted nerds like you" fired back Rita. Smirking feeling she landed a solid blow to her rival. Sitting with a white vest on and blue denim jeans. Wishing Janice was there so she could pin her down to the sofa and break her spirit in person.
Janice was gritting her teeth. Fighting off a hiss as she felt her tits under her dressing gown with her left hand. She told Rita "well how and where are we going to fight you bitch? I am not afraid to battle anywhere and anyway because you simply don't impress me" Janice was telling a little lie. While she though she could whoop Rita. She had to admit she was good looking for her age and in good shape.
Not realising that Rita was having the same thoughts. She looked at the picture again on her laptop and shuddered a little. That's when the idea popped into her head. She challenged Janice by saying "well honey since you don't care where, I see you think you have a bikini body. While I see a bitch ready to be stomped on. There's a beach you might know near us both. With it turning wintery there won't be many people there anyway. Let's say we meet around 4pm tomorrow when it will be quiet. Just you and me in our bikinis. No punches or kicks to faces but anything else is on the table, including what happens afterwards." That part made both shudder a little. Knowing what that meant for the loser if the winner could keep themselves in good enough shape.
"Deal. I am going to enjoy kicking your ass!" Roared Janice. With Rita replying "yeah.. well fuck you!" As both hung up on the other. Breathing hard as they couldn't believe they did that. Remembering when they were younger and would be nose to nose with a rival. Hissing and trading insults before the fighting started. Mobile phones had given people a chance to verbally go at it without anyone to drag them apart till they were satisfied they had made their point.
All the rest of the day and the next morning both were nervous. Usually when they had fought it had been spur of the moment. Only a few rare times had both had a day or two to prepare mentally for a fight and that was a few decades ago. Both looked at themselves nude on the night in front of their bedroom mirrors. A mixture of pride and judging themselves as they looked at any flaws they had. Held their breasts and felt their pussies. Imaging how the fight would go as this wasn't some fight with a long term rival. Yet looking over each others pictures, all they could feel was real hatred for this woman who dared challenge them. If they had been nude in the wild they'd have instinctively fought it out.
Driving to the beach. Neither played any music, the thoughts running through their heads would have been too loud anyway. Janice honked her horn at someone she felt was taking too long at a set of traffic lights to get going. Wanting to be at the beach so she could get started.
Soon enough both pulled into the carpark. Rita arrived first and stood by her car wearing a black bikini with white trim. White sandals as she arrived five minutes early. She didn't have long to wait as Janice arrived in a red bikini with matching sandals. Taking her glasses off to put them on her dashboard. Once both were out their cars they made a move straight to each other.
Foreheads touched along with bra covered breasts. Hot breath mixing as they took a moment to simply stare each other down. Ignoring that a young woman was walking her poodle looking at them with an expression of shock at what they were doing.
Noticing her after a moment. Rita hissed "we better go to our arena you cxnt." Pushing her head into Janice's to try to win the mental battle. Janice hissing and shoving back, till they break apart and walk out the carpark onto the beach. As expected it was basically deserted bar them as they headed to the middle between the carpark and the sea.
Sandals were kicked off as Janice snarled "fucking come on then!" Waving at Rita to bring it. With Rita replying "oh I am going to enjoy this bitch!" Both fighters nipples were hardening as they charged at each other. Grabbing each others short hair with yelps as they felt their own head get yanked back. Tits slapped together as they slowly circled.
"I fucking hate you Janice.." hissed Rita. With Janice roaring "not as much as I hate you!" Then the slaps start with their right hands. Not all landing cleanly as some hit shoulders. The ones that do land flush crack in the air as the sun is setting. Whines are heard as these two battle like they are eighteen again.
Kicking up sand as their tits bash together at times. Other moments sees them get pushed back by vicious tugs on their heads. Showing each other no mercy as the tension they built up was now being used as motivation to win. Not caring about the world around them. All that mattered was winning this personal war.
Janice managed to pull Rita forwards by her hair. Snarling "like that you fucking whore?" As Rita cried out. The raven haired fighter replying by driving forwards to bash her body into Janice's. A slap rings out again from the clash of their bodies. Bras fighting to stay on their tits as they try to power each other around. Hair starting to come out as heads get yanked around.
This time it's Rita to make her move. Driving into Janice as she hooks her right leg with her left leg. The redhead stumbles two steps back. Trying to remain upright. Battling for control till Rita gets Janice over to her left shoulder. The brunette finding herself pulled down by her hair as both yelp out. Screaming insults as both desperately swing in right fists. Some landing on tits. Others land around arms as they try to dominate the action but end up pushing away from each other as punches get near faces.
Sitting on their bums a few feet apart. Chests are rising faster as they glare at each other. Janice asking "that all you got Rita?" Getting the reply "oh I have more then enough for you." Raising her right middle finger at her foe in reply. Causing Janice to grin devilishly.
Both stand back up and slowly circle. Hands in shape of claws as they feint at each other. Trying to throw the other off till they lock up hand to hand. Pushing their bodies together with a wet slap as sweat starts to coat them. Groans and grunts ring out as their arms shake a little from the test of strength. Closely matched as both hit the gym. Hissing into each others ears as their boobs mushroom slightly from being stuck tightly between them.
Soon they feel their tops fall under their tits. Baring them to each other as their nipples slash across their breasts. Making them hiss louder before Rita whispers "nasty whore.." and gets "cheap cxnt.." in reply by Janice. Both loving the tension between them. Feeling alive for the first time in so long as this feels so wrong; yet feels so right to them!
Pushing apart from each other annoyed at the early stalemate. Janice reaches behind herself, unknotting her bra as she challenges Rita by saying "woman enough to bare your wrinkly old breasts" smirking as she unleashes her boobs.
Rita stares at her rivals set with a mixture of emotions. A little envy mixed in with a lust for them. She then silently reaches back and unknots her own top. Dropping it to the sand to fully bare her own breasts. Janice can't help look at them feeling the same as Rita. Who shakes her tits at the redhead to show her they are still very much firm enough to challenge her own.
Rushing each other angrily. They grab hair in another vicious pulling match. This time they add slapping their tits together. The slaps echo around them as neither is holding back. Eyes full of fury as they look like wild women with teeth bared to each other. Standing on toes as they call each other single word insults.
Pushing each other around as it becomes a nasty dance. Soon legs get tangled and both fall into the tide. Water splashing over them as they cry out a little in shock, a little in anger too. Fighting for top spot as they roll around. Taking turns to thud each others head into the soft sand. Which coats their bodies till Rita leans down and bites on the left tit of Janice.
Who howls like a banshee as she is put on her back. Rita has it firmly between her teeth, shaking her head like a Pitbull. While Janice kicks the sand in shock at what is happening. Rita swaps boobs to even out the abuse as teeth marks are clear to see on the older woman boob.
Punching at the back of Rita as she screams "get the fuck off me!!" Janice reaches with both hands at Rita's hair and yanks her off by her hair. Then slaps Rita across the face with her left hand. Breaking the rule they agreed to but not caring about any rules as she rubs her boobs. Trying to massage the pain away as she fights off tears. Screaming "you savage fucking whore!"
Rita means rubs her cheek blistered by the slap. Yelling back "you cheating fucking cow!" Before she slaps her rival across her face with her right hand. Like she has been taken over by a wild spirit. Rita dives back on top of Janice to slap her across her face with her left then right hand. Janice desperately grabs the tits of Rita in response. Looking to yank her off her as they both look crazed.
While Rita is put onto her back. She scissors the waist of Janice. Squeezing as she whacks her foe across her face again. Janice looks to be hurting as she her right cheek looks red raw. She slaps at Rita as neither is thinking. Acting on instinct instead as they battle it out. The wave hitting them harder as they fight nearer the water.
Kicking Janice in her chest with her right foot into the water. Rita scrambles up and both women start fighting with the water getting near their waists. slapping each other around. Yelling threats as they battle for supremacy. Ignoring the pain they are feeling as all that matters is the win. Even as both women's cheeks are red. Each has marks on their tits, though that is worse on Janices boobs.
Diving at Janice as she grabs her hair. Knocking the redhead into the water backwards. Rita forces Janice's head under the water. Janice splashing around as Rita screams "drown you cxnt!" Lost in her rage. By luck it seems Janice finds her way to escape. Kneeing Rita in her pussy as her legs frail around. Rita's eyes water as she lets go and stumbles away three steps back towards the beach. While Janice sits up coughing up water and stuck between two thoughts. To run away from this crazy woman or to fight her to the bitter end if need be.
Janice makes her decision as tiredly she pushes herself up to her feet and locks up with Rita again. Both falling to the beach panting as they focus on beating their rival. Slapping with one hand as their left hand tugs hair out onto the sand. Feeling little parts of bald patches forming on their heads. Both sobbing as this is harder then both expected.
Grabbing Janice's breasts again. Rita hisses "fucking cow" before she turns Janice to her back. Then before Janice can react, she drives her right knee into the redheads pussy. Janice howls as her eyes shut. Tears streaming down her face before another right knee slams into the same spot. Janice shaking her head as she feels her toes crunch up. The words hard to find as a third knee finds its target. Janice says through pained lips "I... Quit.. please.. stop..." As she shakes her head.
Rita gives her one more knee before she accepts the submission. Getting off Janice as she sits on her backside panting. Wiping tears from her eyes as she looks at the wreckage that is Janice. Who is curled up holding her pussy as she is turned to her right side. Sobbing hard as her eyes are shut.
Looking around as the sun is setting behind them. Rita is relieved that nobody came and saw them. She takes a deep breath to calm herself down as her heart is beating a million miles an hour, at least that's how she feels as she is exhilarated by what happened. The fact she won helped as Janice is in no state to upset her mood now.
In fact the winner notices that the fight had a real profound effect on her. Moving so she can unknot the string holding her bikini bottoms on. Rita strips nude before she says "you better be ready for this bitch" to Janice. Moving so she can sit on the face of the beaten woman after pushing her onto her back.
"Please... Just leave... Me alone" sobs Janice. Rita is taking no prisoners as she sits with her pussy over the mouth of Janice. Snarling "eat me out or I make you suffer" running her right hand over where her bite marks are on Janice's boobs. Getting a wide eyed look on her rivals face through reddened eyes. Janice shaking her head as much as she can with Rita"s thighs either side of her head.
As a nail runs over the bite marks. Janice desperately starts to use her tongue. Licking the pussy of the victor to show she fully submits. Rita says "that's better" to her prey. Janice slowly starts to bury her tongue inside the vulva of Rita. Getting a shudder from the raven haired beauty. Who slowly begins to ride the tongue penetrating her. Eyes shut as she loves the feel of being tongue fucked.
The pace increases as Janice does her best to please Rita. Who runs her fingers over her own nipples. Moaning "yes... Yes.." as her eyes shut. Not caring if anyone is filming this. Just loving the moment as she lives in it. Her juices running down her thighs and the lips of the woman on the bottom.
Till "oh fuck!" Rita shudders hard as the tongue goes deeper inside her. Janice starting to suck on her clit as Rita is feeling her whole body react. Her toes curling up as she squeezes her own boobs. Then "Christ!! Janice!!" Crying out as her orgasm hits her like a punch from Mike Tyson! Juices splashing out of her like a waterfall. Janice trying to shut her mouth but she tastes some of the cum hitting her like a torrent.
Once the orgasm finishes. Rita collapses beside Janice to her right. Panting as she says "fuck Janice... You naughty... Bitch" feeling exhausted as Janice covers her face with both her hands. Ashamed that she was used like a sex toy there. Not looking at Rita as the embarrassment of what happened hits her hard.
Getting enough energy to sit up. Rita grabs her bra and bikini bottoms. Putting them on as she sees Janice slowly getting to all fours. She grabs the top of Janice and tosses it at her face. Telling her "anytime you wanna fight again bitch, call me. I can always use you tongue when I need some release" spitting on the face of Janice to show she doesn't respect her. The redhead wishing she had the strength to tackle Rita for another round of fighting. Barely having enough energy to get to a kneeling position.
Janice watching Rita walk off to her car. Thinking to herself that was thrilling but more so wanting to kick Rita's ass. She wipes the spit from her face as she stares daggers at Rita. Vowing to get stronger.
For Rita she is tired but smiling all the way home. She gets into her house and into her living room, shedding her clothes completely off before just laying on her sofa. Drifting off asleep as her body tells her it is time she rests and recovers.
The next morning Rita wakes up to birds singing. Feeling dried cum on her pussy along with sweat and sand. She decides to shower before getting her morning coffee as she walks around in a fluffy white dressing gown. Deciding to check her messages on the board. She sees one from Janice. Seeing the nude body of the redhead after their fight full of bruises and scratches with the message "this isn't over bitch" making Rita smile. Her smile grew even more as she sees other women of different ages wanting to fight her. After sending Janice a message of her own nude body with the caption "your my bitch and I'll kick your ass when I want!" She wondered who she would fight next. Stroking her pussy as the world had opened to her. A world where she could unleash her desires with other women and that turned her on massively as she shuddered.
