It was 6 weeks before Alex's finger totally healed and a similar period of time for Sophie's cheek. Both women were in their own head about the naked shower-locker room fight that they had last had and both had concluded that it left more questions than answers.
Sophie was brooding. Before that night, she was confident and certain that she had Alex Powell's number and was the better fighter. After getting her ass kicked by the brunette, she wondered whether it was the fact that they were fighting naked or that Alex was at least her equal, if not her better.
Alex was relieved. Before the shower fight, she was sullen and depressed that the blonde Barbie doll Sophia Ross had kicked her ass. Honestly, even though the first time was a sneak attack and totally unfair, she had actually kicked her ass twice, and her boy-toy had been trashing her about it. But the fight in the shower and locker room had proven to her that she was at least Sophia's equal. That said, she had gotten her ass kicked by Sophie the first time, so she remained unsure of what would happen when they inevitably meant to settle things once and for all.
Both women perseverated. They were distracted by the idea of settling things with one of the first opponents who actually made them nervous. Both had lost fights before, but there was something different, something wild and feral about the encounter with a woman who could truly meet you head on.
...Sophie could not keep up. The brunette had battered her brutally and she could simply not match her strength. Her tits felt like they were caving in, her pussy was raw and it hurt when she breathed. Her eyes were nearly swollen shut. She couldn't believe that she thought she could take on Alex Powell and win for real. The first time had turned out to be such a fluke. Alex was beating the daylights out of her. The fight had been so one-sided, Sophie berated herself for getting sucked into a this true rubber match in her own backyard as her mother watched... and her father.......and her third grade teacher Mrs. Tomasini...and the hot UPS delivery guy that she had fucked one day when he dropped off a package.
"What the fuck???" she thought. "When did all of those people get here? How did her father even know where she and her mother lived anymore?? " she was so distracted that when she turned back to re-engage with Alex the punch was already there. It crashed perfectly. into her face and she flew backwards. She crashed into the hammock--wait when did she get a hammock? and got all tangled up and rolled and as she struggled to get free from the hammock she fell out and got dumped onto the grou---floor??? Sophie woke up on the floor. She had fallen out of bed. She was in a cold sweat. The dream had been so vivid. It had occurred in some way or another for four straight nights.
She was naked and somehow her tits were sore. She realized as she looked in the mirror that she must have been grabbing them herself during the dream.
She decided she had to end this. She needed to finish things with Alex Powell. Her heart raced. She was shocked to recognize that she was nervous about facing down the other woman. She had never experienced that before, but she was going to do it. She sent the text. "We need to finish this, bitch. Let me know when and where, and we'll settle this once and for all." It was 3:23 in the morning, but she didn't give a shit, she sent it anyway.
She was surprised when her phone pinged with a reply. "Right now you cxnt. My mother's house. Why wait?"
Sophie didn't waste anytime. She grabbed a threadbare t-shirt that was essentially see-thru off the back of her make up chair, pulled on a pair of skin-tight lycra shorts and flip-flops and grabbed her car keys. She opened the door to her bedroom and
ran straight into her mother.
"I'm coming." she said. "No way you're going to that cathouse without backup."
Sophie shrugged, "Get in the car."
She hadn't put on any underwear.
When the two women got to Claire Powell's house, it was dark.
Sophie looked at her mother. "Maybe she was fucking with me?"
Renee started to speak as the front porch light turned on.
Claire Powell was at the door.
Sophie and Renee got out of the car.
Claire politely let them in. "We're going to the basement. "
Alex's voice came from the kitchen. "No mom. WE'RE going to the basement. You and Renee are waiting upstairs. I will let you in to pick up Sophie when she's on the floor."
Sophie murmured, "Whatever bitch, let's go."
The two girls went downstairs slamming the door behind them. Claire looked at Renee, "Want a bourbon?"
Renee looked at her, "You betcha."
IN THE BASEMENT...
Sophie immediately assessed the carpeted basement. Sparsely furninshed, with a big TV on the wall and a few foundational support bars throughout the room, it was a typical suburban basement. She didn't see any weapons deliberately hidden anywhere, though there were certainly a few things that one could use if necessary.
Alex was wearing a sports bra and skin tight body hugging cotton shorts that showed her camel toe. Sophie's were similarly riding into her crotch. Both women kicked off their shoes, put up their fists and began to circle. They moved quickly and with determination. They were athletic in their motion. As they got in range, Sophie fired off first, and fired off fast. It was a barrage of punches, nonstop, rights and lefts. Every punch landed. Alex was lost. She took blows to the face, chest, belly and sides. She tried to cover up but Sophie was on fire. She drove Alex backwards and the brunette fell onto the couch, curling into a defensive position. Sophie mounted her and was relentless in her onslaught. She hammered punched and slammed forearms anywhere she could connect. It was like a pro fighting an amateur.
But Alex was not a novice. She waited for Sophie to pause for a moment to catch her breath and then shoved her hands into Sophie's chest as she lurched forward. The blonde was launched off of her perch and landed flat on her back as Alex sprang on top of her.
"My turn, bitch..." growled the brunette, who was remarkably unscathed from the brutal barrage. Alex began to fire punches into Sophie's face and tits like her arms were pistons. Her fists were heavy and Sophie was taking damage immediately. She squirmed and bucked but Alex's thighs were strong and she clamped down tight to keep her mount. She fired fewer punches, but they were far more devastating, rupturing Sophie's bottom lip and causing a big welt under her left eye not to mention brutally tenderizing her big tits.
Sophie bridged and twisted, unseating Alex who scrambled to her feet as Sophie drove her shoulder into the small of the brunette's back. Alex flew forward and crashed into a pile of old toys. "FUCK!" she screamed. She rolled onto her back in time to mule kick Sophie just as she was about to attack the brunette.
Upstairs Renee and Claire heard the first crash and looked at each other when the expletive erupted from the basement. "That was Alex..." they said in unison.
Sophie was ready for Alex when the brunette got to her feet. They traded blows, hitting each other in the tits and belly as they protected their heads and faces. Sophie grabbed Alex by her ponytail and reminded the brunette how strong she was as she spun and flung Alex crashing into the wall.
"Unngh" groaned Alex.
Upstairs the two mothers looked at each other and said "Alex again?"
Claire worried.
"I guess Sophie's kicking her ass again. No shock."
"Fuck that," said Claire, "Alex is going to win again. She's a much better fighter than Sophie."
"Hah." Renee chuckled.
Alex got up but was met by Sophie's body crashing into hers and crushing her against the wall. The blonde's knees fired off, slamming into her lower body and driving painfully into her toned thighs giving her bad Charley horses. Her left arm and her left side of her body including her breast were pinned against the wall by Sophie's body as the blonde switched from knees to punches, slamming blows into Alex's crotch and lower abdomen. Alex used her free right hand to grab Sophie's big left tit through her shirt and twist violently. Sophie yelped when she did this.
Renee's face changed, "That was my Sophie."
"No shock." snorted Claire.
Sophie grimaced as Alex twisted her tit harder and tried to escape the crushing weight of her foe. Sophie stopped punching and grabbed Alex's pussy through the thin cotton fabric and dug her nails int.
The wail was painful even to hear. Claire winced when she heard her daughter's cry. Renee smiled.
Alex let go of Sophie's breast, grabbed her head and slammed it into the wall, dazing the blonde. Sophie stumbled back, arms out and knees wobbling. Her eyes were unfocused. Alex unleashed with a right-left-right combo followed by a spinning roundhouse kick into the blonde's flank. Sophie was seemingly unconscious for a moment as she careened across the room and crashed her shoulder into one of the vertical metal supports, falling to the floor. She rolled onto her back for a moment, recovering, but before she could move anymore, Alex grabbed her ankles and dragged her over to the support bar, one leg on either side of the bar. Sophie regained her lucidity just as Alex sat down and pressed her feet against the bar, propelling her backwards and slamming Sophie's crotch against the hard metal. She then pushed harder.
Sophie screamed, "AIIIIIIEEEEEEEE!"
Renee went white. Claire smiled. "That sounds like it's hurting."
"MY PUSSY YOU BITCH!!! FUCKING STOP!!!"
"ARE YOU DONE??"
"FUCK YOU!!" and Sophie yanked her right foot free and slammed her heel down onto Alex's thigh before twisting and getting her entire body on one side of the bar. Alex let go and scrambled to attack the blonde as the blonde attacked her, both were on all fours as they crashed into one another, struggling and grappling with the other woman's big tits, strong upper body and powerful arms. Sophie pulled Alex's sports bra up and over her tits just as Alex pulled her shirt up over her head and trapped her arms. Alex immediately took advantage and hit Sophie a dozen times in the face as she quickly struggled to free herself from the shirt. She pulled free and there was more blood now, her ponytail was out and her hair was all askew. She yanked Alex forward by her sports bra which migrated up and over her shoulders but Alex was quick to pull her body out and the two women went to war topless now. The punches deliberately targeted the other woman's big breasts but Sophie was getting better punches and doing more damage. Alex suddenly head-butted Sophie and the blonde fell back on her ass from her knees. Alex moved to get on top of her but Sophie bit her tit and nipple on her left breast breaking the flesh and causing Alex to scream wildly.
It was Claire's turn to go white.
"LET GO OF MY TIT YOU FERAL PSYCHOPATH!" screamed Alex as she used her nails to claw at Sophie's face.
Upstairs Renee smiled.
The two women in the basement broke apart and struggled to their feet, gasping. They brushed their hair away from their flushed and swollen faces. They tried to catch their breath. They winced as they put their fists up again and went at each other. They yelped and grunted as they punished their bodies with weakened, but still significant, punches. Alex twisted at one point and Sophie caught her with a kidney punch. Alex went down on one knee. The blonde moved quickly and fired off wild rights and lefts into Alex's head snapping it back and forth viciously as she added in several knees. Blood sprayed out from Alex's face as her left tit exploded and a bruise blossomed in the flesh as the big jugg swelled to a cup larger than it was. Alex covered up in desperation as Sophie unleashed a fury on her. Alex toppled over and fell on her face and tits as Sophie immediately began to stomp and kick her.
She started screaming, "You're done, cxnt!! You're motherfucking finished! Put a fork in her! I fucked you up, once again!!"
Claire cringed and Renee said, "Yep, that's my Sophie...seems like Alex is done for...oh well..."
Sophie knelt down and grabbed Alex's shorts, tugging them down to her knees making it hard for her to move. Alex tried to get to her hands and knees but Sophie caught it and said, "Ohhh, noooo, bitch..." and stomped on the small of her back as she sat down and pinned her prone, grabbing her hair and shaking her head wildly before slamming her face down into the carpet. She barely met any resistance from the battered brunette.
"You're done bitch!" squawked Sophia again...She yanked Alex's head back. She leaned back further, increasing the pressure on Alex's spine.
For the brunette, the pain was excruciating. What was worse though, was the idea of possibly losing. The room was blurry and spinning. She struggled against the blonde. Her back was on fire, it was hard to breath. The veins in her neck bulged and her breasts were even straining.
She arched and tried to roll. It was very little, but it was enough to get Sophie to slip and lose her balance. The two women fell apart. Alex scrambled away and got to her hands and knees before Sophie's kick crashed into her flank.
"NO BITCH!" Yelled Sophie.
Claire couldn't take it. She leapt out of her seat and made a break for the basement door. Renee tackled her. The two women were in an instant catball.
Alex had never cried during a fight before in her life. Not against her sister, not against anyone. Sophie's kick broke her. She swung a wild uppercut, her eyes blurred with tears. The punch landing perfectly in between the blonde's legs.
Sophie wailed wildly and stumbled backwards, falling onto the couch. Alex desperately wanted to get up, but her body couldn't do it. She needed time. Sophie was hurt. She rocked on the couch, clutching her pussy. Alex was proud of herself as she crawled over to one of the vertical supports and used it to pull herself up as she realized that one of her problems was that the shorts were tethering her legs. She whipped them off as she leaned against the bar, tears streaming down her face. She wiped them with the back of her hand. She pushed off the bar and almost fell down. Her legs were so unsteady. Sophie had gotten to her feet.
The blonde's words were thick. "You're fucking done, Alex. Quit before something bad happens..."
Alex could only reply one way. "Fuck you."
Upstairs Claire and Renee were tearing each other apart. Their claws were doing all of the work as they rolled about on the floor. Renee was winning again though and both women knew it.
Downstairs Sophie came at Alex and Alex swung with everything she had. It was a slow, looping right hook, telegraphed obviously for the blonde who put up an arm and blocked the clumsy blow, only to counter with a severe uppercut to Alex's midsection. And then another.
Alex fell to her knees. The hammer punch crashed down onto the top of Alex's head.
The brunette wobbled and the blonde hit her again with a wicked right hook. Her head snapped to the side and blood sprayed out again. She fell over.
Sophie sneered as she watched Alex tremble but not move. She twitched and jerked, but could not get up.
"You lost, Alex..." she mumbled. She realized she was crying. She whimpered as she climbed the basement stairs, hearing the ruckus as she got to the top of the starircase and struggled to open the door. She looked down. To her surprise, Alex was now laying across the bottom three steps, strewn across them and unmoving again. She opened the door. Her mother was on top of Claire, topless, punching Claire in the face and chest, her own cheek scratched very badly and her left eye bleeding from the lid. She saw Sophie and smiled, getting up from her fight victorious as well.
The two Ross women left the house, Renee practically carrying her nearly destroyed but victorious daughter as they got into the car....
