[Just A Guy]

As I read on Erin is all business and is here to do one thing, before she heads out to the Golden State to visit her friend.  It is easy to see she is extremely skilled and effective at this dance they are engaged in.  Bella too, you can easily tell has been here many times and seems to enjoy her game inside the dance. I waft back and forth still, but there is something about Bella that has me intrigued as I read their words of this encounter.  Then again those legs, THOSE MAGNIFICENT LEGS of Erin have me in a trance as my mind applies the brush strokes to my visual image. 

[jumpisay5]

Watching both ladies  closely. My  mind  confused about who to  support, I was  originally supporting Erin, my  fellow country person, but  Bella  so intrigues  me and  fascinates me. My mind also  deep in thought about who I believe will eventually come  out  on top. Totally engrossed and excited  by both  incredibly attractive and  tough ladies. Waiting excitedly  for  both their  next  moves.

[Bella13]

Another day another aside... I'm sure are waiting on the edge of your seat waiting for Erin or me to continue the story I am with you, and I remember every slash and strike and often think able them. I treasure them, but sadly they will go away, and someday. Erin will, and so will I. Such is life. BRUISES fade so do people, but it on us to remember them and what they do. This is why I'm sharing the story. I love my bruises and I'm proud of them. Every time I reach over my head and my ribs twinge,or when my hat slips and people see my bruises show on my face. I could get into how and why or maybe they are rug burns ill never tell not till the time comes.

Also my last post was a bit trippy a bit of artistic license to illustrate the struggle that goes on in my head between ego and the fighter in me.Maybe that is a me thing or maybe not but this is over for now....

[Erin Lee]

*Takes a seat at the back of the room and has a quick snooze while everyone listens to Bella's ...i'm gonna say fantasy, could be a dream, could be a deep seated desire. Who knows...wake me when she finishes.*
*Wakes....did she finish yet?*

So, as i feared, a shoulder to her gut followed by my attempt to trap her legs and drop her onto the floor didn't stop the yap. It could even have made it worse. I came for a fight and instead i'm hearing the condensed works of Billy Shakespeare, or something along those lines cos to be perfectly honest, i zoned out when she took her first breathe.

While i'm being honest and i want you to all understand this in no way is a slight on my cuz who i hate dearly, but i kinda got lost in the tangle of words, so, did i manage to drop her or did she stay upright? And was the bit where we ended up on our sides a flight of fancy or what really happened?

So, i have a dilemma, where do i pick the story up from. I don't want to appear super but equally i don't want to throw myself to the floor screaming, shouting and crying. You see my problem.

Sooo, what i'm going to do is take a stroll around the room and see where it takes me.

I mean, if my cuz did in fact hit the deck i could be over to her quick as ya like, grab her hair, drag her to her feet and toss her across the room.

If in fact my shoulder charge drove her backwards but didn't take her to the floor then i would approach more warily, like as not go for her hair anyway, then again maybe not.

So my dear cuz...over to you.

[Bella13]

*Takes a seat at the back of the room and has a quick snooze while everyone listens to Bella's ...i'm gonna say fantasy, could be a dream, could be a deep seated desire. Who knows...wake me when she finishes.*
*Wakes....did she finish yet?*

So, as i feared, a shoulder to her gut followed by my attempt to trap her legs and drop her onto the floor didn't stop the yap. It could even have made it worse. I came for a fight and instead i'm hearing the condensed works of Billy Shakespeare, or something along those lines cos to be perfectly honest, i zoned out when she took her first breathe.

While i'm being honest and i want you to all understand this in no way is a slight on my cuz who i hate dearly, but i kinda got lost in the tangle of words, so, did i manage to drop her or did she stay upright? And was the bit where we ended up on our sides a flight of fancy or what really happened?

So, i have a dilemma, where do i pick the story up from. I don't want to appear super but equally i don't want to throw myself to the floor screaming, shouting and crying. You see my problem.

Sooo, what i'm going to do is take a stroll around the room and see where it takes me.

I mean, if my cuz did in fact hit the deck i could be over to her quick as ya like, grab her hair, drag her to her feet and toss her across the room.

If in fact my shoulder charge drove her backwards but didn't take her to the floor then i would approach more warily, like as not go for her hair anyway, then again maybe not.

So my dear cuz...over to you.

Someone is bitchy today. I promise no more asides from i. Forgive me dear cuz for trying to entertain the people, but " the Queen" has some up her ass. I hope its not a tree roach. That be a shock for all of us when I bend her over and spank her ass. Oops spoilers... Maybe. So I'm going to roll back the tape to when I hit the dresser back first and just finished bouncing off the standing cabinet I put her bottoms in which gave the aforementioned tree roach opportunity to attack. For those who don't know about tree roaches and think filth. It's ok but I don't be a history off bug life in  but in Louisiana they come in all the time. No idea why they do. So not to turn this into whining or another aside. Back to action.

So Erin spears  me and drives me backwards into the dresser the my time as a softball catcher pays off as I was able to take the shoulder to my middle and Keep on my feet which is great till she does it again. Then grabs my ass and tries to guide me as I drop my left arm around the princesses head.so I try to force her backwards with my left arm around her head and my right hand paddling her ass. To be honest not as I thought it be. That backed her up! She let me lead her to the  middle of the room now that I think about it laying it out the British bitch played me.....That is when we hit the floor and she trapped my lower body in a grapevine and while our lower halves met. I looked in her eyes and spit in her face. " you know if you wanted me on my back all you had to do is ask.,.*giggling*  Then grabbing her hair with both hands and yanking up to force her neck to  take the weight of her head as I head it up my the pony tail she is wearing and take the time to train and wrap it around my left hand as my right  keeps her neck extended. Love you so much cuz... Back to you *giggles*

[Erin Lee]

What the hell are tree roaches? Actually no, don't tell me.

She took my shoulder charges well, bouncing off the dresser and then the cabinet. She may be gasping for breath but she charges back towards me, hooking my head and spinning me around back to the centre of the room. Once there she looks to take me down which suits me if i'm honest. We hit the floor with a thud and i quickly scramble on top of her. I look to bring my legs into play now, hooking my feet around the insides of her calves. My thigh muscles swell as i try and spread her legs wide apart and as i do this i force my body down harder against hers, anxious to keep her pinned under me. Our flat tummies grind against each others as do our breasts.

It's then the dirty bitch spits in my face which totally makes me lose focus. She's quick to take advantage of this by grabbing two handfuls of my hair, thrusting her arms out she forces my head back. Catching my pony tail she wraps it around her hand and with her right hand she presses the heel of her palm under my chin to stretch out my neck even further.

I start to cough and gag, my face starts to burn which likely means it's turning bright red. Somehow it seems the grapevine i have her locked up in is having no effect so i ease my feet from the insides of her calves and shuffle my knees forwards, straddling her body and removing some of the pressure on my neck. My tush slides up over her tummy and i take a leaf outta her book and grab hold of her hair in both hands. Then i start to slam her head down on the floor, as often and as hard as i can.

"I can play as dirty as you, bitch" i sneer as i tighten my knees against your sides...."And don't think i don't know how you *entertain the people* slut.

[Bella13]

What the hell are tree roaches? Actually no, don't tell me.

She took my shoulder charges well, bouncing off the dresser and then the cabinet. She may be gasping for breath but she charges back towards me, hooking my head and spinning me around back to the centre of the room. Once there she looks to take me down which suits me if i'm honest. We hit the floor with a thud and i quickly scramble on top of her. I look to bring my legs into play now, hooking my feet around the insides of her calves. My thigh muscles swell as i try and spread her legs wide apart and as i do this i force my body down harder against hers, anxious to keep her pinned under me. Our flat tummies grind against each others as do our breasts.

It's then the dirty bitch spits in my face which totally makes me lose focus. She's quick to take advantage of this by grabbing two handfuls of my hair, thrusting her arms out she forces my head back. Catching my pony tail she wraps it around her hand and with her right hand she presses the heel of her palm under my chin to stretch out my neck even further.

I start to cough and gag, my face starts to burn which likely means it's turning bright red. Somehow it seems the grapevine i have her locked up in is having no effect so i ease my feet from the insides of her calves and shuffle my knees forwards, straddling her body and removing some of the pressure on my neck. My tush slides up over her tummy and i take a leaf outta her book and grab hold of her hair in both hands. Then i start to slam her head down on the floor, as often and as hard as i can.

"I can play as dirty as you, bitch" i sneer as i tighten my knees against your sides...."And don't think i don't know how you *entertain the people* slut.

Tree roaches are big bugs about 3 inches long and fat and  love warm tight places. Seemed your ass would be prime restate and words can hurt slut!

It seems the she was giving up on the grapevine which was good and bad. Good as it gave me my lower body back.  Bad if I take the bait I felt like I'd be folded in half. Then I'd be truly fucked,and not in the fun way I planned for Erin not that you get to see that as I am a lady, but it explains the hitch in her walk don't it? *giggles* I see her face is a bright red and smile and move my left hand down from her hair and moving slowly down letting my nails bite down on her flesh and move down till I hit your top then I give the bow a tug and move lower. I was not worried about the outcome just  hope to distract you for a moment as I leave you to choose between the choke you know is an tempting opinion or exposure of Two rich targets. Knowing a counter assault is expected. As I side my knees up to press into your back not to hurt you but support you. Odd right?  I mean is interesting that your squeezing my  ribs and I seem to be supporting your back while my right are squeezing my ribs right as my arm is weakening and  begin to shake like it wants to fall. What am I up to? My arm starts to fall pulling you back on my knees. You stretched out on my knees. You punishing  my ribs and me your back. This is fun game we are playing. Who's going to give up first my tender rib cage that is being  to scream for me to stop the pain or you to do the same not that I don't want to the fight to end just make it more personal....

Oty Dutchess..

[jumpisay5]

Moving closer  to  get a  better  view as the fight goes  to ground and  the  battle  intensifies. Watching two amazing ladies  battle  for  supremacy and wondering who will give  up  first. Secretly  hoping  nobody  is  going to soon as  finding the  battle  intoxicating, enthralling and sensual

[Just A Guy]

I continue to read and it is very clear there is no love lost between these two ladies.  The attack and quickness of Erin has me a little suprised but not a ton.  Bella has a different aura about her like I have not seen on these pages.  Something different for sure.  I read on and love the descriptive narrative and I can easily paint the scene of these gorgeous women belly to belly, chest to chest and damn HER and those legs.  Erin has once totally captivated me with the use and description of her tactics.  Those legs will or at least should be a thing of lore in the halls of this site.  As Erin slides up onto Bella's firm toned tummy the floor rattles with each slamming of her skull into it.  As she bangs Bella's head hard on the floor as Bella quickly reacts and plans out her next attack pulling Erin back to Bella's knees by Erin's hair.  I am curious how this tactic works out.  Still at a crossroads as where I should lean to and cheer.  I was all Erin at the start, then Bella was changing my mind and now I feel myself again leaning towards the insanely talented visitor.  Time will tell. 

[Erin Lee]

The fight continues and the pace gets faster as we both look to gain an advantage over the other. You forced me to release the grapevine but that gave me the opportunity to slither up your body, grab your hair and start slamming your head on the floor to see if something comes loose.

You resist, as i knew you would and grab my hair, yanking me off you and then pulling me back first onto your knees in a kind of backbreaker. With one hand holding my hair and the other wrapped around my chin my neck is taking further punishment. " You slimey bitch" i groan as you work my body.

I take hold of your right wrist, the one attached to the hand on my chin and i drag your hand away, then i rock...and roll, till i roll off your knees onto my side. You still have my hair in your hand but you are flat on your back. Quickly i scramble to lie across your face, my breasts mashing down over your nose and mouth looking to take your air away.

My left hand reaches for your right breast, i dig my nails into your soft pliant flesh and then rake them across your nipple. My back aches but this is buying me time to finish you off.

Get outta that cuz.

[Bella13]

The fight continues and the pace gets faster as we both look to gain an advantage over the other. You forced me to release the grapevine but that gave me the opportunity to slither up your body, grab your hair and start slamming your head on the floor to see if something comes loose.

You resist, as i knew you would and grab my hair, yanking me off you and then pulling me back first onto your knees in a kind of backbreaker. With one hand holding my hair and the other wrapped around my chin my neck is taking further punishment. " You slimey bitch" i groan as you work my body.

I take hold of your right wrist, the one attached to the hand on my chin and i drag your hand away, then i rock...and roll, till i roll off your knees onto my side. You still have my hair in your hand but you are flat on your back. Quickly i scramble to lie across your face, my breasts mashing down over your nose and mouth looking to take your air away.

My left hand reaches for your right breast, i dig my nails into your soft pliant flesh and then rake them across your nipple. My back aches but this is buying me time to finish you off.

Get outta that cuz.

Donna worry bout me luv, but where is the Brit slang at? Not once have you called me a "tossah, or a bleeding c*** or a wanker or even a bird? How am I supposed to learn the fun slang from her country if I don't know the lingo outside Guy Richie films and Google search. I mean you say your a brawler but where is the bloody salt? Anyway...


*deep breath to suppress my urge to use an old 20s series announcer voice*


So when we last left " The British invasion II" "The Dutchess of Darkness and cyber fighting Icon" Erin Lee had been battlin' " The poison pixie and all American girl" our hero Belladonna have been battlin' over a Bourbon street bar. So all the shouts and bangs and other noises are covered by the normal by the the crowd who shuffles in and the sound of music from the jukebox covers it as well. The British Bombshell was trying to end the fight after escaping a  back breaker from "American Hot girl" and was lowering her 36c chest onto her face! As Bella wets her lips as she smiles as the world becomes dark in then one breast smashes down on her nose and part of an eye as the other she tries to position on her mouth. She knows she's close thank to Bella's exhaling onto her cleavage and teasing light kisses all along her breast as it moves along with the kisses letting out content sighs and little coos to play into the game. Try ing to sell the lie she is selling.

Is it a lie really? Ask Erin, but The pixie is giving it her all her right hand is now pressed to her back pressing her down mashing her breasts down harder I thought it was to slow her smother , but it does not to be working so why to it. Oh no Bella is lost in lust! It happens with a lot in fights with her the fighting turns her on and she gives in is this the end of the war?

This goes on for about 30 seconds a minute then Erin's nipple slides overdone this her lips and Bella smiles and takes it in her mouth like a babe and begins to nurse on it,and Erin sighs becomes a gasp as that surprises her. What does surprise her? Well when Bella nurses at first its sucking and quickly becomes a hard pinch with Bella's teeth, and her right hand comes to life and begins to pull her  hair forcing the Brit to make a choice of her own.

OTY cuz

[Erin Lee]

It would seem that my cuz quite enjoys being flat on her back with my breasts pressed down on her face. I can feel her warm breath as it flows over my flesh, i have to admit, it makes my nipples extra sensitive and could easily make me lose my focus. Lucky for me then that after teasing me with your tongue and lips you decide to have a bit of a nibble on my nipple. This brings things back into focus, more so when you start to yank on my hair again.

"You insufferable tramp" i hiss, pain radiating from my breast and scalp. First thing i have to do is extract my nipple from your teeth. I'm hoping you have no intention of disfiguring me, but who knows what goes through your warped mind.
I reach with my left hand and pinch your nostril together, so you have to breath through your mouth, that should make you leave off with the nipple threat. Note to self, don't try a breast smother, it bites.

I fight back from the hair pull, it's happened so many times to me my scalp is almost used to it. My legs start to twitch, anxious to wrap around my American cousin. I hiss, part in pain, part in determination. Lifting my chest up off your face i too go for the hair. Tangling some of your ratty strands in my left hand i look to haul your head off the floor, then swivelling round i look to slide my left leg under your neck whilst bringing my right leg over the top of your neck. Then i start to apply pressure, my thigh muscles tense, my ankles cross and i start trying to finish you off.

Say goodnight cuz

[Just A Guy]

My hearts racing more as the fight intensifies. Both women giving it their all. Bella yanking Erin's hair hard, her mouth and teeth working on Erin's chest.  Erin's focus unwavering, as you can see her fighter's mind working on her escape plan every second. Bella just as determined looking trying to keep Erin there as well. I read on and not to my surprise but more to my delight I see Erin using those magnificent legs to her advantage.  My blood faster as I paint this scene of those legs clamping down onto Bella's neck.  I ashamedly admit, yes, my mind focuses on what Erin's firm butt must look like clenched applying the pressure, and those thighs flexing around her foe's neck are too much to imagine. Both ladies are in their own right quite the specimen of a what a lady should look like in my mind. I have enjoyed it all and wonder if and how Bella will respond to her new predicament she finds herself in. 

[Bella13]

It would seem that my cuz quite enjoys being flat on her back with my breasts pressed down on her face. I can feel her warm breath as it flows over my flesh, i have to admit, it makes my nipples extra sensitive and could easily make me lose my focus. Lucky for me then that after teasing me with your tongue and lips you decide to have a bit of a nibble on my nipple. This brings things back into focus, more so when you start to yank on my hair again.

"You insufferable tramp" i hiss, pain radiating from my breast and scalp. First thing i have to do is extract my nipple from your teeth. I'm hoping you have no intention of disfiguring me, but who knows what goes through your warped mind.
I reach with my left hand and pinch your nostril together, so you have to breath through your mouth, that should make you leave off with the nipple threat. Note to self, don't try a breast smother, it bites.

I fight back from the hair pull, it's happened so many times to me my scalp is almost used to it. My legs start to twitch, anxious to wrap around my American cousin. I hiss, part in pain, part in determination. Lifting my chest up off your face i too go for the hair. Tangling some of your ratty strands in my left hand i look to haul your head off the floor, then swivelling round i look to slide my left leg under your neck whilst bringing my right leg over the top of your neck. Then i start to apply pressure, my thigh muscles tense, my ankles cross and i start trying to finish you off.

Say goodnight cuz

There are moments in fights when your thoughts clear, and the haze clears away and you can see clearly. Normally mine come when I've given everything thing I have to give, and I don't feel like that this time. Honestly I could dance with this girl all night.

Am I tired sure, but I don't feel rage or pissed that it seems like I'm losing. Do I like it? Hell no. Will I say a word to my smug British cousin. Not a chance. Why not? See the shimmer in her eyes? She enjoys the game of chess we have been playing too much and me admitting she beat me, and this is the end robs of this win  so I do what you expect I try to claw her legs, pry her legs apart I made progress when  o twisted her toes, but not enough to get out as I began to fade out...

All your cuz

[Erin Lee]

I have my legs nicely wrapped around your neck, i say nicely but i'm sure you won't agree. My glutes are tensed tight, i've every intention to finish you off, you are too dangerous to let you escape this trap.

I feel your nails on my thigh and i wince, screw up my eyes and bite my bottom lip. You are hurting me but i feel if i can hang in there the pain will subside pretty soon. You then start to attack my toes, pulling them this way then that. I can't fight this, it feels like you are trying to rip them off my foot. I release the scissors, maybe you think you are free of the torment, but nothing could be further from the truth. I push you off my bottom left leg with a push from my right, then, before you recover your composure i raise my right leg and look to slam the back of my thigh across your chest. I look to repeat this as often as i can, hoping you will cry out your submission.

Sweat pools around my head as i lean back, my hair is quite slicked back now and my body glows under the lights.

"C'mon cuz, give it up, you know you want to"