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Strawberry Blonde Lucia vs Brunette Jessica

Lucia	Jessica
43 yo 5'6½" 130 lbs	32 yo5'8" 126 lbs
37C/D-26-37½	37C/D-25-36½

There were two couples, Jessica/Bruce and Lucia/Martin. They were solid friends and did almost everything together. They were friends but also very competitive against each other. Besides organized games such as tennis they had improvised contests of couple against couple. All the contests were close and each couple won their fair share.

But there was an undercurrent to their activities. Bruce and Martin each loved their wife but couldn't resist admiring and, yes, even lusting after the other wife. Both men longed to see their two wives in one on one competitions. They debated between themselves as to which wife was stronger, which one was more athletic, which one was more aggressive, etc. Above all they fantasized about a wrestling contest between the two. They came very close to seeing one during a touch football game. It was supposed to be touch but Jessica 'accidentally' tackled Lucia when Lucia was about to score. The two women got up glaring at each other. Then they shrugged it off and started laughing about the whole affair. Even so both Bruce and Martin came away thinking the was more to that tackle then met the eye.

One day Lucia and Jessica came home after a day of shopping. The two were talking relating a little encounter they had gotten involved in to their husbands. Seemed they both spied the same dress at the same time. Each grabbed it and they had a brief tug of war over the dress. It actually got fairly intense as the two competitive women wanted the dress. It might have gotten serious but attendants stepped in and stopped it before the dress got torn to shreds. Jessica and Lucia were now joking about it as friends often do after such an encounter.

Then Lucia added, “I could have taken the dress away from Jessica if I had really wanted to.”

Jessica's pride would not let that sit. "I was the one taking it easy on you. honey. Had they not interfered I would have pulled the dress out of your hands, just like I easily knocked you down playing football.

“You didn't easily knock me down. It was touch football and you blindsided me is all.”

"Now, now ladies, I think we can settle this in a friendly way." chimed in Martin anxious to see a wrestling contest but not wanting something to start in their living room.

"Yes, tomorrow we are going down by the river. Why don't we have a friendly little wrestling match between the two of you there. It is a private area and no one will interfere. "

“Sounds like fun. I've been anxious to test myself against Jessica after that tackle. It was a little rougher than it had to be. A wrestling match would be just the thing.”

“I agree. Get ready to get pinned, Lucia, I know I am stronger than you. The little tackle is just an indication of how I will toss you around tomorrow.”

"We can have a little contest right now. How about an arm wrestling contest. We can go into our exercise room on the mats." suggested Martin.

"Great idea! I will show your redheaded blondish wife that I am a lot stronger. Brunettes rule!!!" bragged Jessica.

“You talk big for a tall, skinny weakling. Strawberry Blondes have it all over Brunettes!!!” chided Lucia good naturally.

The four went into the exercise room. Jessica and Lucia laid down on the mats and locked up hands.

The banter between Jessica and Lucia may have been friendly but as soon as they sprawled out it became obvious to Bruce and Martin that each was all business and really wanted to win. They jockeyed for position, locking and relocking hands. Each wanted to try and get a small advantage or prevent the other from getting an advantage. They twisted wrists back and forth in their jockeying. They reposition their bodies several times to get a better position on the mat.

Bruce didn't want to see just a quick win so he suggested "Let's make this a two out of three contest. First the right arms, then the left, and then the right if a third is needed.

All parties agreed.

While the two women were jockeying for position Martin and Bruce discussed which one they thought would win. Martin said "Lucia's arms are more solid and her biceps are bigger. She will win for sure."

Answered Bruce, "No, Jessica's arms are longer. She will have the leverage over Lucia. Also I think she will get the quicker start."

The two men made a wager each betting on their own wife. $50 to the winner and $100 if their wife won in 2 straight falls.

Finally the women looked up to show they were ready.

"OK, On the count of three.   One...... two..... THREE!!!!

And the battle was on.

Who do you think wins the arm wrestling contest? And will it be 2 to 0 or 2 to 1? Will one jump the gun to win?

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Both Jessica and Lucia jumped the gun slightly, just before the count of three. The both wanted to win badly. No foul was called as they movement was simultaneous. Besides both husbands wanted to see this armwrestling without further ado.

Bruce was proved wrong as Lucia proved to be a little quicker at the start. She immediately bent Jessica’s arm back a couple of inches. “You’re going down, Jess,” smiled Lucia.

“She’s got her, it’s all the way to the mat,” gloated Martin.

“You’re the one going down, Luce,” grunted Jessica as she brought the arms to the neutral position and then slightly past.

“My money is still on Jessy,” sang out Bruce.

Jessica and Lucia started really grunting and expelling air as they pushed. Most of the time they were at the neutral position. The muscles in their biceps and forearms flexing from the strain. They did not used their shoulders as professional armwrestlers did. It was pure arm strength against arm strength.

The battle went on minutes and minutes. First one would start pushing the other one down. Then the other would counter and force her opponent’s arm down a few degrees. The tilt was never more than 100 but when it got that far the respective husband would start clapping and claiming immediate victory for his wife.

The fighting style of Jessica and Lucia were difference. Lucia stared down at the floor towards her own forearm braced on the mat. She choose to concentrate fully on the movement and pressure she felt on her fight arm. Jessica stared towards Lucia’s eyes, either trying to read her or trying to intimidate her.

After about 10 minutes of herculean efforts a pattern began to emerge. The battle was still going back and forth. But Lucia was forcing Jessica’s arm down a little further and holding it there a little longer than was Jessica. It was chilly in the exercise room but sweat began pouring off the women’s faces and bodies from the effort expended. The hands were getting slippery and the husbands were worried  that the hands would slide apart.

“Let’s stop and wipe off and start again” they both suggested simultaneously.

“No, no, I’m getting her and I don’t want to stop. If our hands slipe off then we can restart.” Lucia position was clear as was her confidence.

“No way do we stop. Lucia will tire first and then I will slam her knuckles to the mat.” Jessica did not sound as confident but no way was she going to admit she thought she was losing.

Gathering herself Lucia forced Jessica’s arm down to within an inch of the mat with a surge of power. But she could not complete the deal. Jessica hung on straining as best she could. Her wrist was bent toward the mat but she refused to give in.

Gritting her teeth, Lucia prepared for one final push to drive Jessica’s hand to the mat. “Hey? What the…..” Lucia let out a startled cry. Jessica started moving her arm the other way. She pushed it past center and slammed Lucia’s arm hard down on the mat.

Bruce jump up with glee. “I told you Jessica would win. Did yo see the way she came back? Wouldn’t surprise me if she was playing with Lucia and sandbagging her the whole time.”

“It’s just the first round,” Martin said disappointedly.

“Told you you were going down.” snickered Jessica.

Lucia was looking none too pleased. Both husbands thought it was because she had been so close to winning but lost with a sudden powerful surge by Jessica. Lucia was thinking differently. As noted earlier she wasn’t looking at Jessica or at their arms, she was looking down and away to concentrate on putting all her effort into her arm wrestling. When Jessica slammed her arm down she tuned to look at their arms. She caught a glimpse of Jessica’s left arm. Now she couldn’t be certain and so she kept quiet. But she was fairly positive that she had caught Jessica griping the edge of the mat with her left hand and using it for leverage:

To say something now when she was absolutely position would make her sound like a sore loser. She would keep her mouth shut. “I’ll get her in the next two,” she vowed to herself. “I’ll make sure she isn’t where she can grab the edge of the mat.”

Both Jessica and Lucia got up. They drank some water. They shook their right arms out to loosen them up and restore feelings to their fingers. The constant grip and numbed them.

They got back down on the mat. This time Lucia lay prone in a position where Jessica was far from the edge of the mat so she couldn’t grip it like the last time. They put their left arms up to lock up.

The husbands decide Bruce would count this time. To keep them from jumping the gun again it was agree that Martin would hold their hands steady until Bruce counted to three.

 Once again there was much jockeying to get the best grip, the best arm positions, and the best body positions. Martin put his hands over theirs to steady them.

 “One ….. two….. three….”

On the count of three Martin released their hands. Jessica was slightly better on anticipating the count and the release by Martin. She powered Lucia’s arms over to abut 45 degrees before Lucia could react.

“You’re going down even quicker this time.” said a confident Jessica.

“That’s what you think, Miss Weakling.”

“Miss Weakling? Must I remind you the score is one to zero. That’s a big fat zero almost as fat as your ass, honey.”

“I think you mean sexy ass. Just ask Bruce, the way I catch him drooling over it.”

Lucia forced their arms to neutral and then just a little past.  Just like with the right arms the battle surged back and forth.  That is until Lucia realized she had the stronger left arm and Jessica was tiring quickly. This was not surprising since Lucia was more ambidextrous than Jessica.

Lucia held Jessica’s arm rock steady in the neutral position. She let Jessica strain and push, expending lots of energy. It was less effort to just hold her in place than trying to force her down.

A cruel smile formed over Lucia’s lips as she quickly slammed Jessica’s knuckles to the mat. Jessica’s hand even bounced off the mat it had been slammed so hard and quickly.  The left arm contest was over in just over a minute. A far cry from the first contest which went on for over 15to 20 minutes.

Martin was thrilled to see his wife come back so strongly. It’s one to one with a convincing win by Lucia.”

“Don’t get too excited. There is still another right hand contest and we know who won that, don’t we.”

Jessica and Lucia got up to get refreshments. Their left arms weren’t as sore as the fight had been over quickly. It was their right arms that were still sore. They took extra time in rubbing them out and loosening them up. The husbands helped by massaging the arms.

“Look at this powerful bicep,” bragged Martin. “You’ll take her this time, babe.”

“Look at this long, sinewy, sexy muscle” paraphrased Bruce.
“No way her short, pudgy one can stand up to it. Go get her, babe!”

This time Bruce and Martin switched with Martin counting again and Bruce controlling the hands until the start.

The two women again took their positions. This time the jockeying was even longer as both really wanted this last fall. They wanted ever advantage they could get. Finally both husbands grew tired of the antics and said in unison. “Let’s go already.”
Jessica once again made sure Jessica was no in position to use the mat for leverage.

“Ready……     set……..” the arms of both women were already shaking as each was trying to put the other down as Bruce was holding them in the neutral position.   “GOOOOO!!!!!!” shouted Martin.

This time the battle started off evenly with both women already fighting with all their might when the hands were released. They stayed in the neutral position for a full thirty seconds with barely any perceptible movement.

Lucia got the first advantage but it was only miniscule. Barely a couple of centimeters. Jessica almost bit her lip as she concentrated and fought back.

Jessica and Lucia were staring into eye other’s eyes trying to stare the other one down.

Minutes went by. The two husbands yelled out encouragement as the women fought on.

Incredibly the contest went on for close to 30 minutes with very little indication as to who would win.  It was a seesaw battle but of only limited movement. Their arms reached close to exhaustion but still the strained as hard as they could. Both arms starting to tremble and shake as the muscles were reaching total exhaustion.

Jessica got the idea that if she couldn’t overpower this bitch (yes feelings were getting intense) she would outsmart her. She suddenly tightened her grip around Lucia’s fingers and squeezed.

The pain caused Lucia to loose concentration just brief enough that Jessica forced her arm towards the mat. The back of Lucia’s hand came within about 10 centimeters before she was able to regroup. Angry at such a dirty trick she squeezed Jessica’s fingers back. Anger and a very strong will to win helped her stop Jessica and slowly, very slowly force Jessica back to the neutral position. But her arm was too exhausted to force her any future.

Jessica’s and Lucia’s arms between to twitch and vibrate violently. Almost like convulsions. The two husbands feared that one of them might be seriously injured, maybe even have an elbow or shoulder dislocated.

Bruce called out, “Enough, enough. Let’s call it a draw.”

“I agree” said Marin. He grabbed both their arms before any serious damage could do done.

Both Lucia and Jessica look disappointed and relieved at the same time. Disappointment because each wanted to win so badly. Relieved because neither one’s arm could take any more. The contest had gone on for 45 minutes, an incredibly long time to be straining with all your might.

“OK, so tomorrow we will adjourn to the river where we will watch you two wrestle.”

“Yeah, I am really excited about that. Didn’t want either of you dislocating a joint and not be able to wrestle.”

There wasn’t a lot of bragging or taunting by Jessica or Lucia. Their right arms were almost useless at this time. Both hoped their arms would recuperate enough to not hinder them tomorrow. In spite of the intensity of the fight and Lucia’s suspicion that Jessica had tried to cheat, they were still friends. They shook exhausted right arms.

“Best of luck to you tomorrow. This should be fun even though I have never wrestled before.” Jessica truly was looking forward to the wrestling.

“And best of luck to you tomorrow, may the better woman win. I, too, have never really wrestled.” Jessica was equally gracious.

Both men were in heaven with anticipation. Two women wrestling was always a turn on. When your wife was involved it was even a better turn on. And both men enjoyed amateur, inexperience wrestling more than the more experienced wrestlers. The action was so much more unpredictable.

Bruce and Martin started making predictions about which wife would prove better and how they would accomplish a win.

What do you think?

The ‘wrestling’ match to follow …..

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You are right, 45 minutes is a long time. That was probably a bit of an exaggeration.

Just to let you know I am going to be super busy for several days so the next installment will take a while even though I am exited about writing about the beach match.

Be patient, thanks.

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Very well written... Thanks for sharing..
Will be waiting for the rest of the story...

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Jessica and Bruce woke up early the next day. Both were excited about the upcoming wrestling match at the river. Bruce had dreamed about his wife wrestling Lucia. Most of the time he dreamt about how his wife would pin Lucia or get her in some submission hold. But he also dreamt about Lucia getting the better of his wife. In fact he got more aroused visualizing Lucia’s exquisite thighs crushing his wife’s abdomen. He woke up with a hard on after this last dream

Jessica also dreamt about the wrestling match. She had watched some amateur female wrestling and catfighting on DVDs and downloads Bruce had. She particularly liked it when one female was totally dominating the other. Making her opponent look foolish with powerful pins or, even better, very painful submission holds that left the other woman with the only option of tearfully submitting. She pictured herself as the one applying the hold and making the other woman beg her to release her.  So it was surprising than in her dreams of wrestling Lucia she totally dominated her making her submit time after time. She even did some hairpulling and face slapping. She woke up feeling ready to fight.

Bruce was lying on his side with his back to her when she awoke. She grabbed his wrist and twisted his arm up behind his back. “This is what I am going to do to Lucia” she whispered into his ear. This got Bruce even more excited. “Go take a cold shower. I don’t want to get exhausted before the fight. I need all my energy to teach Lucia who is the better woman.”



Lucia and Martin also dreamt off and on during the night. Marin’s dreams were similar to Bruce’s. At times he dreamt about his wife being in control and at times her being controlled. His last dream was of Jessica pinning his wife if a full body press, Lucia’s legs grapevined and spread as far as they would go. Her arms were pinned to the ground and spread out. Jessica’s large breasts were bearing down on his wife’s breasts as all four flattened from the contact. Lucia twisted and wiggled her sexy body but couldn’t get out from under Jessica.

Lucia also watched amateur wrestling/catfighting/sexual fights with her husband. It look very sensuous to her.  She could imagine herself fighting in close body contact with another woman, their bodies pressed together as the rolled back and forth. Her inner thighs tangled whenever she say two women interlocking legs and rubbing against each other. She thought it would be great to hold another woman’s sexy body down with her own. It was female body against female body with hers proving superior. She was hoping she could get Jessica pinned under a full body pin and fell her struggling to escape. She would hole her there for a long time letting Jessica know that her body was in control of Jessica’s.

Martin was on his back. Lucia saw the tent made by his erection.  “Have you been dreaming about Jessica and I wrestling?”

“Yes, I have” Martin admitted.

“Let’s not let that go to waste” she giggled. She threw off the covers and climbed on top of Martin. She inserted his super large erection inside her for some of their best sex yet. Apparently Lucia wasn’t worried about getting exhausted before the fight. The sex seemed to make her even more anxious to go woman to woman against Jessica. “Save something for after the wrestling match. I know we both will be very, very stimulated afterward.”

The couples arrived in separate cars.  Lucia and Jessica quickly shed their robes. They went and set on a rock with the river as background for some pre-fight photos. They had chosen similar black bikinis. The bras lifted their breasts to show off their D-cup tits. The black thongs were barely larger than postage stamps in front and only strings in back. Strings that disappeared between their cheeks.
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Lucia took a peek at Jessica’s cleavage. “I think mine are bigger” she teased Jessica.  She eyed the ring holding the two sides together. She thought to herself color=#9933ff]“that ring will make a nice finger or thumb hold if I need it.”[/color]

“I don’t think so. Mine are bigger and sexier.” Retorted Jessica.

“Yours may be wider but mine are firmer, shapelier, stick out more.”

“We’ll see how much yours stick out when then get flattened under my tits.”

The kidding was good natured. When Lucia turned her head back Jessica stole a peek at Lucia’s boobs. She was convinced she had the better breasts.

The two husbands begin teasing each other about which wife was sexier, looked fitter, and would win. “I’m willing to bet on my wife” said Martin.

“You’re on. How about $25 for each pin or submission.”

“And an extra $100 for the overall winner.”

“Forget money, let’s make the stakes for something meaningful. How about the loser has to be the winner’s maid and cook for a week.” chimed Lucia.

“Yes, and the loser’s husband has to be the winner’s handyman for a week” Jessica added as she winked at Martin.

“OK, it’s settled then” they all said in unison.

“How will be know the winner?” asked Bruce.

“Don’t worry, Jessica and I will know when it is time.” giggled Lucia again. She seemed to be in a happy, giggly mood.

“Yeah, that will be when Lucia admits she has had enough and I am the better woman.” said a more serious Jessica.

“I agree, the loser has to say ‘you’re the better woman.'”

Lucia and Jessica climbed off the rock. They went to their husbands for some brief consultation and strategy planning.

Jessica said to Bruce “She’s 43 and 11 years older than me. All I have to do is to wear her down and then I can play with her until she runs completely out of gas.”

“Yes, and you are a little taller than her. More importantly your arms and legs are quite a bit longer. You should be able to use that length to your advantage.  GOAND PUT HER ON HER BACK RIGHT AWAY, BABES!”

“I know I am a little stronger than her. And in all our games I think I have shown I am the slightly better athlete. I show her early I can handle her and discourage her right from the start. ”

Martin strategized “Don’t forget your are quicker and more agile. Use your more compact body against her lankiness. NOW GO GET HER, HON!”

The two women moved to a spot where there was a wide sandy area wit no rocks or shrubs. The sand was deep but a little grittier than that found on ocean beaches. The area had some rocks and boulders near the edge and the whole area was ringed with scrub brush. Also there was a muddy area that started about two or three feet before the river’s edge. The river itself was fast flowing and quite cold.

Jessica and Lucia began to circle slowly. But neither woman was one to wait and let the other come to then. They both moved in quickly. Grabbing each other’s arms they being jokeyig to take the other down. Pushing, pulling, twisting, and tilting from side to side. Legs were placed behind legs in an effort to trip the other one. Legs were just as quickly over the offending leg to prevent the take down. . They may have been two novices at wrestling but what they lacked in skill they more than made up for in enthusiasm and intensity.

It was clear to both husbands that this was not going to be a model style roll-around that they had often seen in amateur videos of novices. Both women were good athletes. Both hand good hand-to-eye coordination, good balance, good agility, and good body control.  Although they were not body builders both had stronger than average strength.  AND BOTH WANTED TO WIN. BOTH HAD LOTS OF PRIDE AND HATED TO LOSE. Finally in spite of what Jessica had said, both were fit and this could go on a long time.

The initial action was fast and furious. Pride was on the line as both Jessica and Lucia wanted to get the first take down. They were all over the sandy area. Jessica almost tripped up Lucia when Lucia stumble on a mound of sand but Lucia recovered and came close to taking down a surprised Jessica. The grunting became louder and harder as the two women struggled against each other.

Finally both went down at the same time. They landed on their sides on a gentle slope. Jessica lucked out and was on the uphill side. She rolled on top of Lucia. Lucia countered by rolling them again and ended up on top. Neither could keep the top position as the slowly worked their way down the slope.  Every once in awhile one woman would managed to stay on top for about 10 or 15 seconds. But twisting and pushing with hands and legs would soon start the rolling again.

As they struggled they twisted slightly until they were rolling down and across the slope. The slope became gentler. Eventually they came to the end of the sandy area and were stopped by a rock..

Luck seemed to be on Jessica’s side as Lucia was on the bottom when they were blocked by the rock. “I’ve got you now” proclaimed Jessica. She used the leverage of her longer arms to pin Lucia’s against the sand. But she couldn’t hold Lucia’s arms still. Lucia fought back and moved her arms around but couldn’t quite free her wrists from Jessica’s grasp.

Bruce began to count “ One… two… three… ”

Lucia got her shoulder up.

Jessica forced Lucia’s wrists back to the sand and placed her forearms across Lucia’s biceps.

“One… ”

Lucia struggled in vain but couldn’t free an arm or lift a shoulder.

“…two… ”

Lucia kicked and bucked but was held down by Jessica.

“…..three…”

“Ugh… argh…” Lucia grunted with effort as she tried to rock back and forth. Still Jessica kept her upper body pinned.

“You’re not going anywhere, weak bitch” gloated Jessica.

“……four….  Hold babe!”

“Come on, get out from under her, Luce.”

“ARRRGGHHH!” Lucia gave a mighty yell as she pushed off the rock with her leg. She managed to roll Jessica up the slight incline just before Bruce counted five.
 
“Whew! That was close. You were just unlucky, Hon, being trapped against that rock.”

“You mean she was lucky to escaped. This is going to be easier than I thought” chided Jessica.

Lucia knew she was in a bad situation as it wouldn’t take much for Jessica to roll her back down the incline against the rock. And Jessica still had a tight grip on her wrists. She had never let go. Lucia jumped up off Jessica quickly. She bent her arms to grab Jessica’s wrists. Jessica was on her back. Lucia dragged her by the arms to a level spot on the sand. 

Jessica jerked her arms free. She grabbed Lucia by the ankles and pulled her legs out from under her.

Lucia plopped down on her sexy ass. She kicked her legs free of Jessica grip.

Jessica rolled onto her knees facing Lucia.

Lucia swung her legs around and got on her knees facing Jessica.

The two locked up struggling on their knees. Lucia made a sudden surge. She caught Jessica off guard and twisted Jessica onto her back. Before Jessica could recover Lucia threw her leg over Jessica to straddle her.

Jessica tried to roll to the side.

Lucia spread her knees to prevent this.

Jessica planted her legs and bucked.

Lucia bent forward and her forward hit the sand. But she pushed back and forced Jessica back down. Lucia wiggled to get a better position on Jessica. Lucia held Jessica’s wrists and forced her arms and shoulders flat on the sand.

Martin began to count “One…..’

But Lucia was sitting on Jessica’s stomach. There wasn’t enough weight on Jessica’s arms and shoulders. She easily lifted them whenever Martin started a count.

“I’ll get you yet, Jess” Lucia said as she sprung up and landed her shins hard on Jessica’s biceps. Her butt also landed hard on Jessica’s D-cups, squishing them.

Jessica took exception to this believing Lucia had landed harder than she had to. “OW! You BITCH!” she snapped feeling pain in both her biceps and tits.

“Somebody count. I’ve got her good” Lucia looked at Martin with a big smile on her face.

“one ….. two…..”

“Get off me, that was unfair bouncing” Jessica complained as she rolled her knees back and forth.

“….three…”

Jessica brought one leg up to hook Lucia and try and pull her backward.

“….four….”

Lucia raised her elbow to block the leg and Jessica’s leg fell back down.

Jessica was able to rip her arm free as Lucia used her elbow for the block. She reached up and grab Lucia’s bra. She jerked it down letting Lucia’s puppies bounce free with her bra under them.

“Loose puppies!” yelled Bruce with glee. Martin was so startled he forgot to count five.

Lucia’s involuntary instinct was to raise her arms and cross them in front of her bare tits.

That allowed Jessica to bridge and send Lucia over her head. She pushed on Lucia’s butt to help her along. Lucia went forward onto her face and bare boobs.

“YEOWW!” she screamed as both her face and boobs slide on the gritty sand.  She rolled over brushing the sand off and rubbing her sore breasts. “That was uncalled for, you’ll pay for that.” She hissed at Jessica.

“Don’t get your tits in an uproar. It was just a good wrestling move to unseat you.” She got to her feet quickly while Lucia was just getting onto her knees. She stood over Lucia with her hands on her hips lording it over Lucia.

Lucia reached up to grab Jessica’s bra and rip it off.

Jessica was expecting this. She curled her fingers around Lucia’s stretching ones. With her standing and Lucia still on her knees she had the leverage on Lucia. Holding her hands she stepped around and behind Lucia. She let go of Lucia’s left arm. Using both arms she pulled Lucia’s right arm up then bent it down at the elbow. Lucia’s elbow was sticking straight up into the air with her forearm bend down and her wrist touching her shoulder blade. Jessica squatted down on Lucia’s calves trapping her in a kneeling position. She pulled Lucia’s wrist down with her right arm. She placed her left palm on the back of Lucia’s elbow to bend Lucia’s arm, stretching her armpit and twisting her shoulder joint. It wasn’t a submission hold Jessica had seen before but it just happened as she took advantage of what was presented to her.

The pain was intense and immediate. Lucia screamed out in horrible pain “I GIVE… I GIVE…YOU’RE TEARING MY SHOULDER AART… PLEASE STOP!”

Jessica let Lucia go immediately. She place her foot on Lucia’s back and shoved her forward onto her face. “First of many points goes to me” she gloated.

Lucia stayed on the ground groaning and moaning. Her shoulder felt like it had almost been ripped out of its socket. “You didn’t have to be so rough… I was still soothing my scraped tits when you jumped me…”

“Oh quite complaining you little crybaby. If you can’t take it maybe you had better leave now. You started it by jumping on my tits so SHUT UP!” Jessica said with anger  in her voice.

Lucia got up and went and took a long drink of water. She rubbed and massaged her arm and shoulder. She moved her shoulder around to stretch it out and relieve the pain. 

“Come on quit stalling. Fight or go home.” Jessica was full of confidence and bravado. She was goading Lucia into fighting before she was ready. She had the advantage and wanted to press it.

“Maybe you had better take your little, weak, crybaby wify home before she really gets hurt” Jessica continued her taunt.

Martin pulled some lotion out of his duffle bag. She smoothed it over Lucia’s scraped tits and face. He pulled her bra back up to cover her tits. “Don’t let her get to you, Hon. You were outwrestling her before she ripped your bra down. Remember it is a private beach. You have breasts to be proud of so if it happens again don’t let it distract you.”

“She tried to cover them up because she is ashamed of them compared to my Jessica’s” Bruce continue the verbal putdown of Lucia.

“Yeah, that’s right. Just wait until boobs take on your flabby ones. Your tits are 43 years old and look like they are more like 53 HAHAHAHA!”

Lucia had to stand there and take the abuse until she could right the situation. She vowed then and there she was going to win this wrestling match or catfight or what ever the hell it had become. She saw a cruel side to both Jessica and Bruce she hadn’t realized was there. “I’m ready. You gonna stand there yammering or what?” She moved back out clenching and unclenching her fist in anger and readiness. She was still rotating her tender shoulder. But was she trying to sandbag Jessica or was it still hurting badly?

“You asked for it, sweetie. I gave you your chance to quit.” Jessica moved towards Lucia feeling confident. She believed that if things got rough Lucia would crumble immediate. And she planned to get rough right away, very rough. That shoulder should make a great target.

To be continued ….

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Good going... next part please

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Both women went back to consult with their husbands.

The discussion in Jessica’s camp was jubilant. “You really showed her, Jess. I’m proud of you.” bragged Bruce.

“Yeah, I really gave it to that shoulder. Don’t know if she can continue or if she can if she wants to.”

“Just remember that shoulder is a weak spot. Work it over whenever you get the chance.”

“If I have to. She also has a scraped face and tits. I don’t think I will have to resort to the shoulder however. She seems to be a bit of a wuss. If I get rough with her she will fold like a cheap tent. And I will get rough with her – very rough.”

“Just take it to her when you go back out. Keep the pressure on and don’t let her back in the fight.”

“GO GET HER, BABES!”
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The other camp was a lot more somber. “How’s your shoulder, sweetie?” Martin inquired

“It’s OK. Almost good as new.” Lucia claimed as she rotated her elbow and shoulder. Her face showed a twinge of pain indicating that wasn’t completely true.

“This was supposed to be a friendly wrestling contest. It’s no shame if you don’t go back out. I don’t want to see you permanently injured.”

“WHAT!? Are you crazy? If I don’t continue she will call me a qutter and a coward. I can take her. The shoulder is fine. Maybe I can use it as a decoy.”

“Are you sure? This looks like it could get pretty rough.”

“I must admit she didn’t have to wrench the shoulder and arm so hard. And she held it way longer than she had to. I didn’t know she was so cruel. Now that I know it will be a different story. If it is rough she wants, it is rough she will get.”

“Just watch for more dirty, cheap tricks.”

“You don’t have to tell me twice.”

“GO GET HER, SWEETHEART!”
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Jessica and Lucia came out quickly. Both were ready to get into it. When they were less than a couple of feet apart Jessica jutted her chin out at Lucia. She stuck her tongue out at her. Then taunted her, singing “Nah na nah na nahhhh naaaaaa!”

“Shut your face, BITCH!” Lucia retorted.

“Make me, wimp!” Jessica continued her taunts.

“If you say so!” Lucia slapped Jessica across the face with her right palm. It was more of a slap for effect and emphasis rather than a real vicious clout. Even at that Lucia winced as her shoulder gave a twinge of pain.

“You slap like an old lady. Oh… wait…. You are an old lady.” Jessica continued her taunting. “This is the way a real woman slaps.” She twisted her upper body then rotated back with a full force slap ‘SMACK’ across Lucia’s face that turn Lucia half way around.

“OWWWWW!” The cry of pain was immediate and loud from Lucia. The slap was hard enough to leave a clear handprint on the already scraped face. To her credit Lucia fought back tears from the sting and none appeared.

“Why you slut!” Lucia turned back and stepped into her next slap. It connected hard with Jessica’s face but Jessica was able to turn enough to go with the blow and lessen the impact.

Jessica grabbed Lucia’s reddish blonde hair and jerked it so hard she was left with a strand of hair in her hand.

“YEOW!” shrieked Lucia as her hand went to her sore scalp.

“Rip all her hair out!!!” Bruce was loving the action as once again his wife seemed to be a step ahead of Lucia.

“Fight back, honey, don’t let her do that to you.” Martin was frustrated at seeing his wife getting the worse of it.

“HA HA, she can’t stop me ”Jessica spit out to Martin. “Maybe she can outwrestle me but she sure as hell can’t stay with me in a catfight.”

Martin was worried this was true. When they watch amateur videos Lucia preferred the wrestling ones. She  watched intently the moves and counter moves, enjoying the body on body action. Bruce had told him Jessica was fascinated with the catfights, the more violent the better. Bruce said that during the matches he could see Jessica flexing her fingers as if she was the one doing the clawing and hairpulling.

Lucia was not intimidated. “So you want to pull hair, do you?”  She grabbed Jessica’s hair with both hands. She whipped Jessica’s head back and forth, keeping her off balance and at the mercy of Lucia’s hairpulling. Lucia planted her feet in the sand. She pulled Jessica around in a half circle right into a knee lift into the belly. Lucia was left with strands of dark hair between her fingers. She flicked her fingers to let the hair drop to the sand.

“Way to go, Lucie” Martin was thrilled at his wife’s comeback.

Jessica somersaulted over Lucia’s knee and onto her back.  Jessica instinctively threw her leg up. It caught a startled Lucia in the crotch.

Lucia crumpled to her knees from the pain of the impact.

Jessica rolled away and scrambled to her feet.

Lucia got to her feet as quickly as she could but was quite a bit slower than Jessica because of her sore pussy.

Jessica charged at Lucia and speared her in the stomach with a flying leap just as Lucia stood up. She drove Lucia to her back.

Lucia wrapped her arms around Jessica and they started rolling on the sand. Back and forth they rolled First one would get on top momentarily and then the other. This style of fighting suited Lucia more and finally she managed to get Jessica on her back and keep her there.

That caused a furious Jessica to really tear into Lucia’s hair. Both hands were ripping out hair as fast and furious as they could. Jessica wasn’t worried about getting on top. All she wanted to do was to rip Lucia bald. She voiced her intent. “I’m gonna rip all your ugly hair out, rip you bald!”

It seemed like every inch of Lucia’s scalp was burning as hair was being yanked out everywhere. The pain was too great and she couldn’t stop her eyes from watering.

Deciding to fight fire with fire Lucia dug her nails into Jessica’s hair. She dug them in so deep she left gashes in Jessica’s scalp. It wasn’t easy with her own head being whipped every which way but Lucia finally managed to lift Jessica’s head and ram it against the sand again and again. She pounded an indent into the sand several inches deep with the back of Jessica’s head.

Both Bruce and Martin watched open mouthed. Both were surprised, nay shocked, at how tough and vicious their wives could be. There seemed to be a lot more at stake here than just winning a ‘fight’.

Jessica was able to pull Lucia off to the side with some outrageous hairpulling, leaving parts of Lucia’s scalp bleeding.

As she fell to the side Lucia opened her legs and clamped them around Jessica’s sides.

Martin loved the sight of his wife’s firm, muscular thighs straining to crush Jessica’s sides.

Jessica was surprised at the power in Lucia’s legs. She always thought they didn’t look as toned as her own, that the large thighs were more fat than muscle. She was finding out differently.

“Give?” asked Lucia as she strained to crush Jessica, her quadriceps bulging.

“Never to a skank like you,” snarled Jessica back. She raked her sharp claws down Lucia’s left thigh leaving scratch marks from hip to knee.

Lucia’s straining leg quivered from the clawing. She reasserted her resolve and squished Jessica even harder.

Jessica got her hands inside of Lucia’s thighs. She grasped that soft bulge of flesh on the inner thigh just below the crotch. She pinch the flesh of both thighs between her curled index fingers and thumbs, driving the nail of her thumbs into the soft, bulging flesh.

The sudden surge of pain was enough to cause Lucia to release the pressure for an instant. It was long enough for Jessica to insert her arms between Lucia’s thighs and her body. She rolled to her knees and slowly stood up lifting Lucia’s legs into the air and her butt completely off the ground.

Lucia hung down in a guard position. She struggled to keep the scissors but could not apply any real pressure. She grabbed Jessica’s hair, yanking it while she lifted her shoulders off the sand.

The weight was a lot for Jessica who was leaning forward slightly. She gathered herself and lifted Lucia’s upper body even higher. Then she slammed her down against the sand, Lucia’s neck and back taken the brunt of the slam.

The impact caused Lucia’s legs to break apart. But Jessica wouldn’t let them drop. She reversed her hold on Lucia’s thighs, going around them from the outside.  She slowly walked forward keeping Lucia’s head, neck and shoulders against the sand as she bent her at the waist.

Lucia was struggled and grunting trying to break her legs free but it was useless. She had no leverage.

It looked like Jessica would keep walking forward pressing Lucia’s legs down further and further until she could straddle Lucia’s thighs with her own. That would hold Lucia in place as long as Jessica wanted to . But that wasn’t good enough for Jessica. Her cruel strike was coming to the forefront. Her main desire was to inflict as much pain on Lucia as possible. She wanted Lucia to remember this fight and to fear her in any future fight.
   
Instead of bending Lucia all the way over in a roll-up Jessica dropped back down to her knees. Not only was Jessica expended less energy this way by not having to lift the slightly heavier Lucia so high but it also gave her better access to her targets. Those targets were Lucia’s boobs. She reached around Lucia’s thighs and found her bra. She yanked it with both hands. She pull hard on it. The lycra bra stretch but held. Jessica let it go and it snapped back hard against Lucia’s boobs.

“EEK! ” squealed Lucia as the bra snapped against her large breasts.

Jessica reset herself and pulled even harder. The bra stretched and stretched until it went past its elastic limit. It broke suddenly causing Jessica to almost lose her balance. Almost, but unfortunately for Lucia not quite.

For years Bruce had tried to take a peek at Lucia’s bare breasts. It wasn’t like either Lucia and Jessica was inhibited about going topless in public but it had never occurred. They were inhibited but they weren’t exhibitionists.

At the sight of Lucia’s full, corpulent, yet firm breasts Bruce’s jaw dropped. Without thinking he gasped “OH my my! HOLY COW!!! Look how big and firm they are!” His wife had large breasts, maybe as large as Lucia’s and certainly wider. But Lucia’s seemed firmer and shapelier to him and he couldn’t contain his reaction.

Needless to say Jessica was not pleased. Now Jessica’s breasts were really a target of hatred and, yes, jealousy. She tried unsuccessfully to stuff Lucia’s bra in her mouth but Lucia swung her head back and forth to prevent this. Jessica dropped the bra and went for Lucia’s tits. She wrapped her fingers around them. She didn’t dig her nails in right away. Rather she squeezed and kneaded them. “Damn their real ”thought Jessica as the pliant flesh squished and oozed between her fingers.

Lucia could not respond in kind. Jessica had her in too got a hold to escape. In addition her own thighs blocked her being able to get to Jessica’s boobs. Lucia reached for Jessica’s hair but Jessica kept her head far enough away that Lucia couldn’t reach it.

Jessica pinched Lucia’s right nipple between her index and thumb of her left hand. It was easy as the fighting had caused Lucia’s nipple to grow erect and hard. Jessica pulled on the nipple to stretch Lucia’s tit way out. She wrapped the fingers of her right hand around the cylinder caused by the stretching and squeeze with all her might. The tit flesh squeezed out into a bulbous mass beyond Jessica’s fingers. Jessica twisted the nipple hard and dug her thumbnail into the aureola.

[color==#9933ff]“OW! OUCH! EEK! You fucking bitch. Let go the tit.”[/color] Lucia screamed but this only added to Jessica’s enjoyment.

“Oh…. is your left tittie feeling left out? Let’s see what we can do about that.” Jessica mocked and taunted Lucia. She let go with her right hand and grabbed Lucia’s left nipple.

The slight lack of concentration in switching from one tit to the other gave Lucia her opportunity and she did not waste it. With her legs not so constrained she opened them enough to reach through and grab Jessica’s hair. She pulled her head forward as she slide her thighs up to clamp the sides of Jessica’s neck. Using a combination of her legs, core muscles and Jessica’s hair she toppled Jessica to the side. She straightened her legs and her big thighs started crushing the sides of Jessica’s neck and head. Lucia had a good grip on Jessica’s hair so Jessica couldn’t pull her head out.

Lucia’s squeezing was so sudden and hard that Jessica involuntarily called out, “I GIVE! I GIVE! You’re crushing my head.”

“Did you say something? I didn’t quite hear you.” It was payback time and Lucia was not about to let Jessica go without more suffering.

“I said let go. Your breaking my neck.”

“Say please…”

“Please, oh please…”

“Say pretty please.”

“Pretty please. ”

The score was now even at one submission apiece although counting submissions at time seemed pointless. It had clearly become a catfight to the finish.

Lucia finally release Jessica. She rolled onto her stomach prior to getting up.

Jessica sprung into action immediately. She leaped and landed full body on Lucia’s back. Grabbing Lucia’s hair she hissed into Lucia’s ear “You’re mine now, cxnt!”

Martin shouted “Unfair…. unfair… you’re supposed to break apart until both are ready.”

“Oh let them fight ” said Bruce since his wife had Lucia right where she wanted her. “Or is your wife too much of a wuss to fight back.”

“Seems to me she showed Jessica she can take anything Jessica can dish out and gibe it back in spades. Or do I need to remind you who just submitted. And that even though Jessica cheated.”

“Cheated? Jessica is simply the better catfighter. Lucia was lucky to get her in a headscissors. I think it is all over for Lucia now.”

“Yeah, this strawberry blonde is toast!” laughed Jessica as she jerked Lucia’s head around by her hair. Her hair is going to be even redder once I am finished with her scalp.

“Don’t count your chickens just yet” retorted Lucia. “You’ll regret it once I get out of this.”

“And how are yo going to do that?” snickered Jessica as she rubbed and rotated Lucia’s face back and forth on the sand. Then to drive her point home she straddled Lucia’s back. Pulled her up by the hair. Stretching her right arm out to the side with one hand she slammed her elbow again and again onto Lucia’s injured shoulder.

More to come, this isn’t over by a long shot …..

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Bruce was proud of his wife for being so aggressive and taking the fight to Lucia after having her head almost crushed between those big thighs. That’s it, work that arm over. And let me see those sensational tits again.“” He was a little unhappy that Lucia’s bare desirable boobs were facing away from him.

Martin was upset that Jessica had attacked his wife before she was ready after Jessica had submitted. Then she pounded Lucia’s sore shoulder with hard elbow smashes. “Cone on, hon, don’t give up.  You can take her,” he said without much enthusiasm or belief.

Lucia had been caught totally off guard by Jessica. Each blow to her shoulder did more and more damage to it. There wasn’t much she could do about it right now. Her mind was racing trying to figure away to turn the situation around.

The cruel Jessica was executing her game plan to get rough with Lucia, very rough. She hissed in Lucia’s ear, “You ma be a  good athlete but you sure as hell ain’t no catfighter.” She had hauled Lucia to her knees and was sitting her crossed ankles as she worked Lucia’s shoulder over.

Jessica was all set to render Lucia’s arm and shoulder useless. She stood up so she could delivered a dislocating blow to Lucia’s shoulder. Then she heard her husband’s comment about wanting to see Lucia’s magnificent breasts. For a few seconds she became indecisive. Should she destroy the bitch’s arm or her tits? At last she decided why not do both? She yelled out to Bruce “You won’t like her sagging titties when I am finished with them.”

Jessica put a half nelson on Lucia’s damaged shoulder. She leaned over Jessica so her big breasts spread over the top of her head. With her left hand she reached down to grab Lucia’s left boob.

Lucia felt Jessica putting weight on her head as she tried to force her down with the half nelson. When Lucia felt Jessica’s fingertips touch her breast she knew she had to do something quickly or suffer the consequences. She reached up with her left hand groping for any part of Jessica she could grasp. Her fingers found Jessica’s bra. She inserted a finger into the brass ring holding the bra cups together.

Bending forward while pulling hard on the bra, Lucia brought Jessica over her head and flipping onto it back. It was rather easy since Lucia was kneeling and Jessica had been standing up. Over Jessica went and landed hard on the sand. Lucia jerked so violently on the bra that the straps couldn’t hold. They were rather flimsy to begin with. The shoulder straps broke right at the gold rings. The strap across the back quickly followed. As Jessica slammed onto her back Lucia was left with the bra in her left hand.

“UNNGGHHH!” gasped Jessica as her back hit knocking the wind out of her.

Lucia raised the bra over her head and twirled it like a tropic to show her husband what she had done. 

“Attack her bare boobies! Claw her tits!” yelled out Martin. “Get revenge for what she did to your superior breasts.”

Lucia was pleased to hear that Martin thought her boobs were better than Jessica’s.
“That makes it three to one” gloated Lucia. “But I will take care of your miserly titties later on. ” Lucia knew she had to even up the more serious injuries or she would easily fall victim to Jessica.

Before the stunned and bewildered Jessica could move Lucia scooted around to Jessica’s right side. She placed one foot on Jessica’s neck and the other on her side just under the armpit. Grabbing Jessica’s right wrist and hand with both of hers she stretched Jessica’s arm in an armbar.  She pushed on Jessica’s neck and side for added leverage.

Bending Jessica’s wrist back towards the back of her forearm she begin to twist Jessica’s arm while stretching it as far as she could.

“OW…. OW…. OW….. LET GO cxnt…. OW…. EEK…” Jessica didn’t know which hurt more: her wrist, her elbow, or her shoulder.

Lucia rotated Jessica’s arm counter clockwise and then clockwise. She only wished her right arm was in better shape so she could twist the elbow right out of its joint. Twisting Jessica’s arm so the triceps were up Lucia brought her right arm up and knifed it with a karate style chop.

“EEEEEEKKKKK!  YOU’RE BREAKING MY ARM… LET GO…..” shrieked and pleaded Jessica.

“You started it, BITCH, this is payback. Give up or I’ll break it off, you filthy cxnt!” Lucia was hopping mad at what Jessica had done to her shoulder and had every intent on following through. She was tired of Jessica’s dirty tricks and wanted to show that she could be as nasty as Jessica was.

“Let her go! Let her go!” screamed Bruce loudly. “That’s cheating…. There was to be no joint dislocations…”

“Turn about is fair play…” smirked Martin.

“Your wife is only making Jessica angrier. That is something she will regret before this fight is over.”

“My wife can take anything your wife can dish out and give it back to her in spades.”

Lucia started rising to her feet. “Get up whore.” She commanded. She used the wristlock to make Jessica obey. Lucia got behind Jessica as they both stood up. “Let’s see how you like your arm twisted up your back, ”Lucia growled at Jessica. She snapped her right arm behind her back then shoved it up in a painful hammerlock or chickenwing.

“YEEOOWW!!!! You’re breaking my arm, ”complained Jessica.

“Serves you right you cheating pussy,” retorted Lucia.

Jessica tried to twist out of the hammerlock.

Lucia reached around with her left hand and secured Jessica’s right breast. She pulled Jessica in tight to keep her from twisting out of the hold. Applying more pressure to the arm and digging her nails into Jessica’s big boob she struggled to maneuver Jessica over to where the husbands were sitting on a rock.

It was an effort for Lucia because Jessica bobbed and weaved, twisted and turned. When Lucia really squeezed her tit and forced her arm up as high as she could Lucia held her too tightly for Jessica to maneuver much.  So Jessica started kicking backward. Her heel connected hard with Lucia’s shins several times. Bruises appeared on the front of the shin.

“Stop that or I’ll break your arm and tear your tit off…” hissed Lucia as she bent her knees to push the arm up even higher. At the same time she curled her nails deep into Jessica’s boob and twisted it as far as she could.

“AAAYYYEEEIIIIIIOOOOUUUUUIIIEEEEE!!!!” shrieked Jessica at the top of her lungs. The pain was too great and she stopped her struggling. She became totally compliant to Lucia.

Lucia pushed and shoved her over to right in front of the husbands. “Look how soft, mushy, and shapeless this droopy boob is, ”laughed Lucia as she kneaded Jessica’s tit. Fingernail incisions appeared all over the tit. Lucia pinched, squeezed and twisted Jessica’s nipple. Keeping ahold of the nipple with her thumb and index finger she wrapped her other fingers around Jessica’s boob.  Lucia used a combination of squeezing and pulling in and out to simulate a milking motion. “Oh my, looks like these udders are all dried up, ”she giggled when no milk came out.

By this time the sun had rising quite high in the sky in the late morning. It had gotten downright hot. The women were sweating profusely. The gritty sand stuck to their wet bodies. “Time we rinsed this nasty sand off our bodies,” cooed Lucia into Jessica’s ear. Using the armlock and tit hold Lucia pulled Jessica back towards the river edge.

Lucia was totally in command. Jessica was completely submissive. Lucia was strong and had too good a hold on her for her to do anything about it. She hated being dominated like this particularly in front of her husband. And maybe even more so in front of Martin who she thought she might be able to seduce after winning.

Lucia kept walking backwards, dragging Jessica with her. Seems that luck once again favored Jessica. Lucia had forgotten about the mud. As she stepped back her leg sunk into about a foot of mud. It wasn’t all that deep but deep enough to stop her leg suddenly. Still moving she stepped back with the second leg. Again this one got mired in the mud. She sat down backward on her ass as the mud splashed up and around them.

Jessica was pulled over backward on top of Lucia. Lucia ended up on her back in the mud with Jessica lying face up on top of her.

Lucia let go of Jessica to put her hands down in an attempt to roll them over.  All they did was sink into the mud.

Jessica used Lucia as a platform to turn over on top of her. She had Lucia pinned on her back in the mud. Quickly she scooped up a handful of mud with her left hand. She rubbed the mud all over Lucia’s face. Lucia had the presence of mind to shut her eyelids tight to keep out the mud. Even so mud went up her nose and into her mouth.

Lucia’s hands were also covered in mud. She reached up and tried to smear Jessica’s face. But Jessica could see it and Lucia was operating with her eyes shut. Jessica turned her face away.

Lucia’s hands missed Jessica’s face. They continued down to smear mud on Jessica’s boobs.

“So that’s the game you want to play,  ” chortled Jessica.  She scooted down and set on Lucia’s heaving belly. Taken a glob of mud in each hand she smeared them all over Lucia’s tits. Then she lowered herself back down on Lucia so her tits smothered Lucia’s. “I’m gonna grind your measly tits to mush with mine ” taunted Jessica.

To add insult to injury Jessica took ahold of Lucia’s beautiful hair while she wiggled and rolled her tits over Lucia’s. She pushed the back of Lucia’s head into the mud and soaked her hair through and through with mud.

Lucia tried to respond in kind. Opening her eyes to slits to keep the mud out, she couldn’t wipe them because her own hands and arms were covered with mud. But she could see enough to run her muddy hands through Jessica’s hair.

This was a contest that went to Jessica. Lucia’s hair was buried in the mud while only some mud was found its way to her locks of hair.

Muddy hair was not the worse of Lucia’s problems. She was on her back in the mud, sunk in about halfway. The mud was too deep and too soft for her to get any firm ground to lift Jessica off her or to roll them over.

Jessica continued to use her weight to mash her tits against Lucia’s. he situation of boob against boob was even worse for Lucia. Jessica had been able to do much more clawing and raking of her tit than Lucia had done to Jessica. The mud and gritty sand was ground into the wounds of Lucia’s boob by Jessica’s breast.

Another battle soon started. This was a battle of the legs. Jessica was trying to hook Lucia’s legs in a grapevine. Lucia lifter her legs and crossed them so Jessica couldn’t insert her legs between Lucia’s. But Lucia couldn’t keep her legs this way as they struggled. The instant she split them or dropped a leg Jessica would wrap her leg around one of them.

The mud  worked to Lucia’s advantage in this struggle as the muddy legs were very slippery. But Lucia was tiring with her boobs being mangled and Jessica being on top of her. Jessica managed to grip Lucia’s legs more often and for longer periods. Finally she secured the grapevine. She spread Lucia’s legs out as far as she could. Her toes dug into Lucia’s ankles added more pain.

“Hee hee, hoping mud will seep into that over used, overly stretched cxnt of yours,” laughed Jessica. At the same time she caught Lucia’s wrists. She forced her arms out to the side and into the mud. Jessica now had Lucia completely spread-eagled in the mud.

“Give up, bitch. Can’t you see it is useless? Every time you escape I get you back in a worse position. No way are you going to get out of this.”

“I’m not done yet. I’ll get out and get the better of you yet!”

“Hasn’t happened and ain’t goona happen,” Jessica said confidently as she could feel Lucia’s futile struggling and see her wincing in pain as she stretched her legs far enough to affect her groin.

Jessica pushed her upper body up using Lucia’s arms as support in the mud. Then she let herself dropped. Her big boob’s slammed into Lucia’s. Both sets of boobs were flattened but once again Jessica’s bore the brunt of the mauling because of Jessica’s superior position.

“You’ve got her now, Jess. Love the way your boobs are dominating hers. Just keep it up until she admits you are the better woman with the better tits.”

“Come on, Lucia, you can get out of this. I know you can do it.”

Both husbands were encouraging their wives on. Both were loving the boob on boob action although Bruce was enjoying it more. And Bruce was loving the total body on body domination of his wife over Martin’s wife.

More to come ……

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Lucia was flat on her back buried in the mud. Jessica was holding her down with a full body press. She had Lucia spread-eagled in a grapevine pin with her arms stretched out to the side.

Lucia tried to struggle but she found her position helpless. Her right shoulder and arm had been damaged. It was too painful to use in the fight. Even though she had hurt Jessica’s right arm she had not done nearly the damage to it that Jessica had done to her arm and shoulder. Lucia tried to work her arms free but they were under the mud and the suction from the mud, plus the weight of Jessica bearing down on them made that impossible. In addition Jessica’s legs were wrapped around Lucia’s stretching them as far as they would stretch. Lucia feel the pain as Jessica’s toenails dug into her ankles. Even if Lucia managed to free her legs the suction of the mud made it almost impossible to bridge and roll over.

Jessica was enjoying immensely dominating Lucia and holding her down helplessly. It was what she had dreamed of when watching amateur fights and pictured herself getting into it with Lucia. A thought crossed her mind briefly that she should grab Lucia’s breasts and rally maul them. This desired was fueled by her husband’s comments about how sexy Lucia’s tits were. But reason prevailed. She had Lucia’s wrists pinned easily in the mud. She did not want Lucia to be able to use her hands to attack her.

Besides  Jessica liked the idea of using her breasts to crush, mangle, and generally abuse Lucia’s boobs.  It had become a point of honor to prove her boobs were better than Lucia’s. She started the grinding of boob on boob with renewed effort pushing Lucia’s tits every which way. She positioned her jugs above Lucia’s and pushed Lucia’s down against her lower rib cage. Then slide her mud and grit covered tits down Lucia’s, scrapping them while she positioned her tits below Lucia’s. She also worked Lucia’s melons side to side. Jessica was very stimulated from dominating and bullying Lucia. Her nipples grew erect and hard. She used her hardened nipples to rug against Lucia’s nipples and scrap them more raw than they already were.

Occasionally Jessica lifted her upper body several inches above Lucia’s. The mud between their bodies made a sucking sound as their bodies separated. Then Jessica would slam back down on Lucia’s chest flattening her tits even more than just pressing on them.

Lucia was frustrated that she was unable to fight back or escape. She expended a lot of energy trying to lift out of the mud. Even when she unhooked her legs from Jessica’s grapevine the suction of the mud was just too great for her to lift up out of the mud. Her efforts grew less and less as her legs tired.  In desperation she made a last ditch effort to get free. She once again managed to free her ankles from Jessica’s toes. This was aided by Jessica’s total concentration of her boob on boob attack.

Lucia brought her feet in to bend her knees up and between Jessica’s legs. Instead of trying to lift her ass up out of the constraining mud she pushed her heels against the mud. Slowly her body began to slide in the mud towards the river. She pushed until her legs straightened out then bent them and pushed again. It was easy to slide in the slippery mud instead of trying to lift out of it. Once she reached a greater slope right at the water’s edge she started sliding through gravity along with her pushing.

Jessica had no way to stop this. She tried her best to rehook Lucia’s legs but failed.

The two sliding women picked up speed as they approached the water. They slide into the rushing water. The water was swift and cold. It washed away the mud from both women. The cold water on Lucia’s face refreshed her. It also numbed the pain in her shoulder and breasts.

The current was strong enough to start Jessica and Lucia tumbling downstream. Jessica couldn’t maintain her grip on Lucia’s wrists. Heads, arms, legs, butts and tits appeared out of the foam and then back under, as Lucia and Jessica were swept downstream.

Jessica and Lucia separated. They were able to get to hands and knees to stop being swept with the current. Both scrambled out of the water and onto the back. They were downstream of the mud and on a grassy clearing on the riverside.

Bruce and Martin had rushed downstream, following their wives. They perched on some rocks to watch their wives scramble out of the water.

“Go get her!” shouted Martin as he saw Lucia climb out more quickly and turned to face Jessica as she pulled on the grass to get out of the water.

“WATCH OUT!” Bruce shouted a warning to Jessica but it was too late.

Lucia helped Jessica up by using her hair. Pulling Jessica up by the hair with her left hand she slammed her in the stomach with her right fist. Lucia winced slightly as her shoulder complained but the cold water had helped to restore it.

“OOOPHH!” gasped a startled Jessica as air was knocked out of her lungs.  “UNGH! OAAFF! UNGAAAHH!” gasped Jessica again as three more gut punches found their mark.

Lucia jerked Jessica down by the hair as she lifted her knee right into Jessica’s chest. The knee hit the cleavage between Jessica’s tits. It splattered them and crushed them to the side. Lucia switched hands on Jessica’s hair, wrapping her right fingers around a thick strand of hair. That allowed her to blast Jessica’s tits with a left forearm strike. Lucia had decided she could hit harder with her left arm than her fight for the time being.

Another forearm smashed into Jessica’s tits. Lucia had Jessica off balance and reeling. Lucia varied her attack to keep Jessica staggering and unable to stop the onslaught. She kneed her on the left thigh then kicked Jessica’s right shin with her left heel. Grabbing Jessica’s hair with both hands she drove a hard knee into Jessica’s crotch.

Martin was beside himself with joy shouting bravos with each blow and cries of encouragement as she watched his wife for the first time really working Jessica over.  “That’s it hon, keep it up. Pound the shit out of her.”

“Cover up…. protect yourself…. scratch her eyes out… bite her… rip her hair out… ” Bruce was urging Jessica to fight back with any dirty trick he could think up.

Lucia was attacking Jessica with such fury that it felt to Jessica that she had more than two arms and two legs. When she tried to block one punch she got hit with the other hand. When she raised a leg to block a kick somehow Lucia whipped her leg around it and nailed her on the side of the leg, knee or thigh. Plus the blows were making Jessica step back so she couldn’t get anything into a blow had she had time to deliver one.

Jessica had to do something and do it fast. She was being worked over and couldn’t take many more blows. Her stomach and tits were taking the brunt of the smashes. Lucia seemed hell bent on smashing Jessica’s tits to mush in revenge for the mutilating Jessica had done to her tits.

Instead of vainly trying to block Lucia’s blows or kicks Jessica lashed out with her fingers spread wide. They found their targets as she closed her fingers on Lucia’s boobs. Digging her nails in to get a good solid grip she jerked Lucia back and forth by the melons.

“So that’s the game you want to play…” shrieked Lucia, her voice high in pitch from the horrendous pain of Jessica’s tit clawing. She latched onto Jessica’s boobs in a similar fashion.

A real tit mauling battle ensued. Both women squeezing, twisting, raking while trying to pull the other woman from side to side or forward via their boobs. The pain must have been excruciating. Lucia’s breasts had been clawed and beaten raw previously. And her recent pounding of Jessica’s tits had left them various shades of black and blue. In any other fight both women would probably have submitted but not here. The emotions between the two had grown so strongly that neither was about to let the other gain a submission, let alone a victory.

The women staggered around on the grass, stepping sideways or back and forth as they tugged and jerked each other by their tits. The battle escaladed as they women added kicks to the other’s shins and legs.

They moved around the grassy area until they came to a low lying rocky area where the water occasionally splashed up onto the rocky surface leaving little pools of water. They walked onto the rocky surface, nary missing a step.

After some time it became evident to both husbands that the tide was slowly turning in Jessica’s favor. Perhaps her nails were sharper, perhaps Lucia’s jugs had been damaged more, or perhaps Jessica was just nastier and more enthusiastic about ripping Lucia’s tits off. The pain of Lucia’s face was more evident than that of Jessica’s. Also Jessica was starting to move Lucia around more that Lucia was hers.

Knowing she was losing the tit mauling contest Jessica switched tactics. Instead of pulling and yanking on Jessica’s boobs she stepped forward and pushed hard flattening them. At the same time she stepped around behind Jessica’s legs with her right foot.

Jessica slammed onto her back on the hard rock in about an inch of water. 

Lucia went down with her putting all her weight into crashing on top of Jessica. The wind was completely knocked out of Jessica. Lucia also was able to aim a knee between Jessica’s crotch. Her knee banged on the rock but she would take that as her knee pulverized Jessica’s pussy.  Lucia quickly lifted her leg out from between Jessica’s thighs so she couldn’t clamp them on the leg. Not that Jessica would have been able to do that anyway. The hard landing on her back plus the total pounding Lucia’s fists had done early had taken their toll.

Just to make sure Lucia lifted her stomach and abs up and then slammed them down on Jessica’s battered belly and abs. Jessica had barely enough breath to moan. Lucia spread full body on Jessica. She position her breasts on and slightly below Jessica’s much as Jessica had done to her earlier. She pressed down hard.

Jessica’s batter breasts screamed out in pain from the elbow smashes, punches, and mauling Lucia had already dished out. “Ohhhh…..uuuooo…noooooo….aahhhhhh…ooohhhhhhh….” Jessica could only groan and moan. Her will to fight had been destroyed as she lain helplessly on her back dominated by Lucia’s body and breasts.

Lucia captured Jessica’s legs with her own and spread her out in a grapevine. “Payback is a bitch, isn’t it cxnt.” Lucia had very strong legs. She used them to stretch Jessica’s long legs further than Jessica had done hers. Jessica’s sensitive pussy felt the stretching even more so due to Lucia’s knee strikes.

Lucia continued to punish Jessica’s tits with her own boobs much as Jessica had done earlier. This time the boob crushing boob was clearly visible to Bruce and Martin as they were sitting on a rock near the heads of the fighters. “How do you like my tits, now, Brucie.” She knew the effect her whiter tit flesh bulging around and pushing on Jessica’s slightly darker skin was having on both Bruce and Martin even without looking at their tenting swimsuits.

Lucia wrapped her arms around Jessica’s to hold her in place and to frame their boob on boob action. Lucia mashed and ground on Jessica’s boobs until tears were streaming from Jessica’s eyes.

“Please….please…..stop….I………can’t…..take……….any…….more……” Jessica manage to sputter in between sobs and gasps of breath.

“Not until you say I am the better woman.” Lucia crushed Jessica’s tits even more.

“You….’re…..the…..bet…ter……woooo….mannn…” gasped out Jessica.

“And my tits are a lot better than yours” commanded Lucia as she kept up the pressure.

“fffff….uckk….y..y..y…y…ouuu…”

Lucia ground her tits all over Jessica’s as she spread her grapevine even wider.  “Say it you shit eating bitch!”

“YEEEOOWWWWWW!!!!” the pain was so great that Jessica shrieked even in her weakened condition. “Yyyyyy…ou’re….t..t…t..tits…are…b..b..b..b..better…….t..t..t..t.tthan…m..m..mmmine….” stuttered Jessica.

Lucia climbed off of Jessica.

The totally physically and mentally exhausted Jessica just laid there without moving.

Lucia reached down and pulled Jessica’s thong down her legs and off her leaving Jessica totally nude. She put the thong over her head and around her own neck like a trophy bracelet.

She dragged Jessica by the hair over to where Bruce was sitting. Position Jessica so her spread legs and pussy were facing Bruce she smiled and said. “I’m going to teach your dirty fighting wife that the next time she agrees to a ‘friendly’ wrestling match she should stick to it and not cheat and start dirty fighting.”

Jessica had a full, dark, thick, bush. Lucia began pulling it out a few hairs at a time. Jessica shrieked and screeched with each tuft of hair yanked out. But she was so thoroughly beating she had no will or strength to fight back. Lucia ripped out all her cxnt hair until she was hairless. “Look at it this way, Brucie, now she can wear the tiniest thong there is.” As a final insult to the couple she walked over to Bruce. She rubbed her magnificent tits in his face. “Bet you wish you had a taste of these ”she laughed. “Ain’t gonna happen sweets.” She reached down and wrapped Bruce’s around Bruce’s bulging cock and gave it a big twist.

“I except you and Jessica to arrive Monday morning at my place. I have lots of dirty jobs for Jessica to do seeing she likes being dirty. And as for you, well you are my handyman for the week. We’ll think of something for you to do. Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha.”

“Now Martin, I think it is time we leave these two losers. To the victor goes the spoils. My pussy is still in good shape and I need some spoiling…   My, my, dear, can you walk that way?” Lucia giggles.