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"happy" camers III

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"happy" camers III
« on: October 23, 2011, 07:21:15 PM »
Jenn: “we can put it back up.”
Cindy: “ yeah, but I’ve got claw marks all over me. You haven’t gotten me this good since our high school     graduation party last year.”
Jenn:(showing Cindy her slightly bleeding elbow) “ so do I.”
Cindy: “ Do we finish this?”
Jenn: “ I don’t know. This is the first time I think we ever where able to fight without our parents, friends, neighbors or the cops stopping us.”
Cindy: (smiling) “ so happy our boyfriends aren’t here. They would be to excitement seeing us fight buck wild naked.
Jenn: (now smirking) Yeah,  they’d be making a youtube video of this for their friends.”
Cindy: yes, those pigs… but youtube doesn’t let this nude stuff on.”
Jenn: “ what about the towels?”
Cindy pondered and said : “ don’t think it much matters. We’re miles from  another human being . “

And like a switch that only sisters can push on and off they stood up and got ready to continue to fight. Knowing far to well that they would be grounded, but the deed was already done.  Both girls, not related by love but living together for over 10 years had a love hate relationship that only two sisters can share.  “Besides” Cindy added before they came into reach of each other “it’s not like we haven’t seen each others Junk before.”  This time they locked hands with intertwined fingers. Tired but convinced to finish this fight they had been at each others throats for over a decade now. Always trying to be the alpha, nothing but pure female aggression. They wouldn’t admit it but they loved to fight and as they grew and matured they realized that they where a perfect sparing match.  Barrowing or stealing each others clothes had always been their style. While in school no one messed with them, their fights where well known.  Half heartedly they began pushing each other around in a test of strength. Hair pulling was usually not on their agenda. Both pretty girls spent to much time on their long hair, a sigh of femininity to have it ruined.
    They kept farther apart this time. Each aware of the strength in her sisters legs.  Bare feet again digging into grass they danced their way around the camp site one barely pushing the other inches until the other pushed back. Their firm breasts didn’t need bras. Firm c cups giggled but not more then inches on firm young tight bodies. Toned butt and thigh muscles strained in unison to each attack. Part of the reason for their total fitness was the almost weekly workouts they got from their spars, but usually they would have been pulled apart by now. They never had much time alone, everyone knew what would happen. There was a tree not far from the tent and both where trying to push the other towards it. At home it was easy. Get your opponent pinned against a wall or get her to trip over something and you could pounce on her. Neither was cruel enough to head for the fire pit so the tree was the next best thing. Jenn’s bare back was the first to reach the tree and she was forced against it’s rough bark. In moments they where wrapping feet, calves and thighs together. Sweat making their skin slippery. They soon broke apart hands and wrapped arms around each other. Like to cobra snakes they coiled their bodies closer together. Again, feeling bare stomach to bare stomach. Not breathing in sync they felt that sick feeling every time their smooth bellies separated and a sucking sound as each was breathing hard. They where aware of their chests pinned together forcing with much distress breast tissue out the side. They felt hard nipples jabbing into breast tissue. They had felt this before, but usually in their fights in bikini or bras or t shirts. Never before had it been so primal, natural.  Young women versus young women. Fighting just to fight, as it was natural for them their sport, their passion, their mission in life. Love/ hate each other as they did, and there was much love, they tempered that love now by digging nails into each others backs. Those perfect manicures that each spend much money on, ruined. No more quick movements, they where both tired. This was a chess game, the first to blink would loose. Jenn did manage to get Cindy sideways so she could experience the deep piercing digs of the tree and as she managed to roll her step sister fully into the course bark she pressed her hips into her sister to let her firm ass experience it’s bite. Her knuckles where being raked, as they where digging into her sisters back,too. 
      Both sisters locked in combat against a tree in the forest. Cindy thought to herself “if a sister falls in the woods, would anyone hear it?” and they tumbled to the grass below. Side by side they landed. Neither with the ability or energy to even try to mount their rival. The fighting would continue into untested grounds side by side. Arms where tightened and moved to around their waists. Each set of thighs wrapped around her sisters leg was tightened to the point that the sick feeling of bare belly separating from bare belly was no longer there. Even their feet joined the fight as each found pedicured toe nails to battle. Those pretty tiny feet, each one prideful of them raked against the other. Hand nails digging tit for tat into the others bare backs and waist even working them down to each others firm butt cheeks. 
       They had gone cheek to cheek but separated just far enough away to meet eye to eye. Not breath from each being felt on their faces necks and what little cleavage separated them from each other. It was a stalemate, but neither could flinch. There was nothing left to fight with. Hands, feet thighs and arms where all being used. With the sweat they couldn’t feel if it was blood or sweat on each others backs.
     Then Cindy got an idea. She had watched enough catfight videos with her boyfriend. She needed to break this tie. She released her left hand from her sisters back and worked it in between their chests where she found her target and she dug her claw into Jenn’s breast. Jenn cried and half tried to fight her sisters hand off her boob and in total reflect kneed her sister in her bare exposed crotch. Both rolled away. Jenn clenching her bruised and now slightly bleeding breast, nail marks showing and Cindy half doubled over from a almost direct hit to the core of her womenhood.  Without words, from one look it was “bitch, this is on”.
To be continued: