It was squaring up to be an exciting weekend as a number of my friends and their wives were headed off to watch the first weekend of basketball in the NCAA tournament. It turned out to be a very exciting weekend beyond the action on the court.
It turned out that my wife’s alma mater and one of good friend’s wife’s alma mater were matched up against each other. Fortunately, my wife’s school won in a very close and hotly contested game. It was by most measures an upset. The upstart school knocked off the more established program. Unfortunately, that didn’t set well with Ann, Kevin’s wife. She didn’t like the idea that her school lost to what she considered a lesser school and to boot, the game ended on a controversial call that went against her side. She moaned and bitched about it the rest of the night. Not only complaining about the loss but began making snide remarks about my wife, Sarah’s alma mater. As we sat around the hotel suite that night, Sarah had had enough of Ann’s put downs. She somewhat undelicately told Ann to shut up with all the garbage talk. Ann’s response was to tell Sarah to make her. Sarah accepted the challenge telling Ann to name the time and the place, and that she would fight under whatever circumstances she wanted. It was agreed that they would square off in the morning in Ann and Kevin’s suite.
The next morning Kevin called to say that the wives would meet in their suite to engage in a topless boxing match. Kevin had been to a local sporting goods store and picked up some boxing gloves for the women to don. Sarah was fine with whatever they decided as she was convinced she was going to put that snob Ann in her place.
I, on the other hand, didn’t like the choice. You see, I had dated Ann for a while before she met Kevin and they got married. Ann wasn’t a fitness nut but she did dabble in yoga, aerobics and that sort of stuff to get relatively fit. But, she also got into boxing for fitness. She didn’t compete in the ring but did a fitness class that incorporated boxing and she stuck with it for a while. I’m not sure she ever actually put any of what she learned to use, but I know she at least learned how to throw a punch and use the sport as a fitness vehicle. Sarah was actually more into fitness as a lifestyle than Ann. She visits the gym 3-4 days a week and works with weights. She trains to maintain her fitness from her days as a college athlete. She has a very firm, strong body. Not a bodybuilder type but very athletic. And while she is a very competitive person, to my knowledge she has never really been an actual do or die fight.
The women agreed to fight topless, but only Kevin and I were allowed to be there when the action started. When we arrived at their suite, Ann was already topless. I had forgotten how voluptuous Ann’s tits were. She really did have a Kate Upton type pair. They were big! Her nipples and areola were Upton like too. Not very big or erect. But, she did have an awesome pair of tits.
Sarah quickly followed suit and removed her sports bar revealing a smaller but ample pair of breasts. Her claim to fame in that department were her Mamie Van Doren nipples. I remember as a kid finding my Dad’s Playboy that had a spread with this blonde with the most incredible nipples. I judged all breasts with her as my yardstick. Sarah’s were thick and erect mounted on large pink areola, she caught Kevin’s attention as he broke out in a smile at the sight of them.
Kevin gave the signal to begin the bout. Sarah, following her pattern as an athlete, went on the offensive. She quickly threw some jabs at Ann, though nothing with any real impact. Nonetheless, Ann seemed willing to let Sarah be the aggressor and my blonde wife gladly acquiesced to that role. The more punches she delivered, the more confident she became. I was suspicious that this was too easy, but Sarah likely chalked it up her superior athleticism. Unfounded confidence, can lead to carelessness. This was the trap Sarah was falling into. The more punches she threw, the more she let down her guard. And then it happened, Ann blocked one of Sarah’s jabbing forays and countered with a vicious blow to Sarah’s abs. As Sarah doubled over, Ann straightened her up with an upper cut. More dazed than hurt, Sarah was too slow to react and Ann blasted away with four or five unanswered shots. Each blow forced Sarah backward. She tried to counter but she was back on her heels and she had no leverage, resulting in a punch that did nothing to halt the momentum than Ann had gained. Another two punch combo and Sarah hit the deck for the first time.
Ann was drawing a great deal of satisfaction from her dismantling of my wife. Not only did she feel the need to right the wrong of her school’s defeat but she loved whipping the woman I left her for. It was if she was saying I had the better woman and let her get away. I had to admit the buxom brunette looked mighty sexy as she dominated my blonde partner.
Sarah lay stunned on her back for several seconds before she slowly righted herself. Sarah was barely on her feet when Ann renewed her assault with a wicked shot to the body. A shot that brought a loud, painful grunt from Sarah. Ann then launched her patented upper cut that stood the increasingly defenseless Sarah up with her hands to her side. Ann threw a left and then a right to each side of Sarah’s face, sending her five or six feet backward. She crashed into the wall and then slide down the wall, sitting on her ass. She seemed finished to me. I attempted to halt the fight at this point, conceding that Ann had thoroughly whipped my wife. Ann, however, refused my entreaties to show mercy. She took the “be careful what you ask for” approach. Sarah wanted a piece of her, and Ann was just obliging her and now she had to suffer the consequences of her desire.
Sarah is a proud and competitive woman. She was not about to throw in the towel. Essentially conceding that Ann was the better boxer, she did convince Ann to ditch the gloves and make this a real catfight. Ann was confident that anything Sarah threw at her, she could more than handle.
On her feet again, Sarah inexplicably charged Ann allowing Ann to drop her shoulder and vaulting Sarah over her and crashing to the floor with her back to Ann. Ann quickly grabbed Sarah’s arms, bringing them behind her. She then planted her foot in Sarah’s back pulling her arms as she pushed. Sarah let out a painful cry. Moving from the boxing to the catfight hadn’t changed the status of this one sided beat down.
Ann yanked Sarah to her feet, spun her around, and for a third time went with a blast to her core and then an uppercut. Sarah was now flat on her back. Without hesitating, Ann went for a breast smother. She certainly was well-equipped (should I say well endowed) to pull off that maneuver. Faced with the humiliation of being put out of commission with Ann’s massive tits, Sarah resorted to chomping down of the double Ds. Ann let out a holler and rolled off Sarah. Needless to say, Ann was incensed. Despite being dominated to this point, Ann’s fitness had allowed her to stay afloat. After a brief respite that allowed Ann time to check out her left breast, the two women faced each other on their knees. For the first time in the fight, Ann made her first mistake.
The two women locked hands and engaged in a test of strength. It didn’t take long for Sarah to get the upper hand. She was much the stronger of the two and Ann had played right into her well house. Within seconds, Sarah bent Ann’s arms back and eventually had her on the ground. She then quickly jumped on top of Ann, planting her ass on top off Ann’s tits. She then began bouncing her ass up and down on top of her breasts. Ann was now the one letting out a painful cry. She tried to bring up her legs and plant them on the front of Sarah’s shoulders to pull her backwards. But, Sarah countered that move by grabbing Ann’s legs and pulling them forward and putting great pressure on Ann. Ann was now in a fix that seemed impossible just minutes ago. Sarah was pounding away at her boobs and pulling her legs toward her face with great force and strength. Suddenly, it was Ann who seemed helpless and completely out matched.
After several minutes of abusing Ann’s breasts, Sarah rolled her over on her stomach and grabbed her right arm and pulled it hard behind her back. With each yank, Ann screamed out in pain. Sarah let the exhausted Ann up only to plant her shoulder into her midsection and drive her into the wall like a linebacker taking down a defenseless quarterback. Ann let out a huge “ooof” sound. Sarah then put Ann’s hands over head up against the wall. Holding them up with her left hand, she then used her right hand to attack Ann’s smallish nipples. She told Ann she was trying to see if her nipples really couldn’t get any more erect than they were. She teased her about having little boy nipples! And then she really set about to humiliate Ann. She continued to hold her hands above her head and went nipple to nipple with her. Sarah’s big, thick pink nipples completed dominated Ann’s smallish brown ones. Finally, with her left hand holding Ann’s hands up, Sarah blasted away at her midsection with four or five shots. As Sarah let go, Ann, gasping for air, collapsed to her knees, holding up her hands giving up the fight.
The basketball was entertaining. The fight made the weekend!
