After a long time without posting stories, due to several medical and other reasons, I am starting a series of stories (mostly of battles) which I hope people will like, especially my friends, some of them will be participants...
Critics are welcome, as usual
THE NEW FIGHTING CLUB
After the fights for the property of the club with Toni and Jane, things came to a stop. Toni and I were supposed to have a decisive fight, but they never showed up. Jumping Joan and I decided to forget the couple, who practically disappeared. Joan found another building, adequate for our purpose, we associated and bought it and soon we had it equipped. We started looking for club members. The club objective was to have a place for women to fight and fight fuck and have good times together. Besides a ring and chairs and benches around the ring with capacity for almost two hundred people, we had a bar, a gym, and private rooms. We started visiting lesbian bars and clubs to look for members. We met some good fucks but we spent more than three months before we started recruiting members. The first was a couple of black women in their late forties that we met in a bar. We exchanged kisses and challenges and ended the night in the room Joan and I shared, in two fiery fight fucks with the black ladies. Their names were Serena and Wendy, they were strong, busty and bushy. Serena won the first sex fight with Joan and Wendy the first with me. They were very proud, but soon we defeated them three times in a row. We continued fucking without fighting all the night, we appointed them members and they helped us in locating new members.
In another three months, we had about fifty members, all experts in fights and sex fights and the Club started to have notoriety. And, naturally, with notoriety came the challenges.
And for our surprise, one of the first challenger was Jane, the former associate of Toni, the Australian. She was challenging me and/or Joan who from the very first minute showed great interest in fighting her. We organized the event for a Friday one week later. The fight would be NHB and the winner could do with the loser what she pleased.
I was watching a ferocious fight between Serena, one of the black women who fought with us at the beginning and a robust blonde called Shauna, when Jane arrived. Serena was creaming the blonde, so I stood up and came to greet Jane. Joan joined us and the three were to the showers and lockers room. In fact, when they started undressing, I couldn’t discern whose eyes and general attitude were more explosive. When, once naked, both got close, spitted on their faces and grabbed their hairy mounds savagely I had to separate them before the full fight started. I was sure it was going to be a brutal battle.
We heard the sounds outside on the black and the blonde ending their fight and the roars of the hundred or so women, mostly acclaiming Serena, the winner, and soon two women brought a very hurt Shauna to the room. A minute later, a much less hurt Serena entered and, without a look to her opponent, who was being attended by her friends, waved to us and went directly to the shower. I went back to my seat in the front row of the ring and made a signal to start the second and main fight. Joan and Jane appeared and climbed to the ring on opposed corners. When they pulled off their robes, and their strong and beautiful mature bodies showed the splendor of their big boobs and their thick bushes, the women spectators yelled and applauded. The second black girl of our first fight, Wendy, was going to be the referee and was also naked. Not that the referee should interfere much, only in cases too dangerous for the life of one of the fighters, or in case of openly treacherous actions, but we had to have a referee.
When the signal was given, two animals jumped and ran to the ring center. The crash was brutal, the tits were smashed, the long nails of the two raked their backs skins and left bloody marks. Their screams were like agonic growls and tears ran down from their eyes, but they maintained the embrace and the claws. They moved slowly around the ring, trying to unbalance their opponent and the aggressive Jane got the first advantage. She got Joan in a neck lock and kneed her between her legs keeping the lock firm. Joan screamed, staggered around the ring with her hands between her legs and tears down her cheeks and Jane let her go and danced happily… too early. A still crying Joan jumped athletically with her hands on the canvas, her legs scissored Jane’s neck and sent her flying to the ropes or better to the wooden support of the ropes on a corner. Jane screamed and fell on her back, after her head hit the wood. She was groggy when Joan grabbed her hair and pulled her around the ring, kicking her sides mercilessly. Jane was crying and making efforts to get free but Joan seemed in a hurry to end the fight. Suddenly, Jane grabbed Joan’s ankles and pulled hard, making her opponent fall on her back. Immediately, Jane jumped on top or her, got her in a new neck lock, and while Joan opened her thighs for balance, she pushed three fingers in her pussy as hard that Joan grunted and screamed in agony. But my partner and friend showed then her strength and resources. With a punch between Jane’s tits, made her loosen her neck lock and then got on top. For long time they fucked each other with their fingers while they bit the other’s tits pretty hard, groaning and screaming. Finally, Jane came with a cry and trembling, which Joan took advantage of, rolled over her opponent, locked her powerful legs around her waist, forced three fingers in her ass and Jane gave up with tears in her eyes. Joan made a signal, someone thrown a big strap on to her, she wore it and fucked for more than fifteen minutes a defeated Jane.
The women watching were crazy, screaming and asking for more. Joan was hard and when she got Jane cumming again, she pushed her harder on the canvas, left her hips and slammed the strap on dildo in her ass. It was a hard punishment and finally Jane fainted. Joan got on her feet with her arms up and the dildo dripping cream. Jane was brought to the shower room and attended by the club nurse. It took almost a full hour for her to recover. Showered and dressed I told her: “Tell your partner and girl friend this is what she can expect if she ever comes here. And I am more cruel than Joan”.
She left furious and humiliated. Joan and I celebrated of course.
