MsSmith vs MsJohnson
Both woman now stood across from each other red scratch marks on their bodies where their razor sharp nails left their marks. The sons had now backed off as the two woman circled each other, removing the rest of their ruined outfits and soaked panties, each throwing them at each other. They could feel the aftermath of draining the manhood’s of each other’s son running down their inner thighs. Ms Smith was so wishing she could clamp her dripping pussy over Ms Johnson’s mouth to make Ms Johnson swallow down her own son’s cum. Ms Smith wanted to do everything possible to destroy Ms Johnson and Ms Johnson was not to far off in thinking the same. They watched as hate built in each other and shone through their eyes.
The boys could see that their mothers really despised each other and quietly talked amongst themselves if they should stop the fight. They could see their dads full on fighting to break each other, but that was their dads. Finally one of the boys said if their mothers did not settle this here, they would else where. ‘Else where’ they did not even want to imagine... this looks like this fight had been simmering over 20 years. The boys did not know what had happened those twenty years earlier and did not know who their fathers really were. They agreed, if it looked like one mother was going to kill the other, they would step in and break up the fight.
The wives were oblivious to anyone around them fingers stretching into claws then back into fists. Both had used hardening polish on their nails and then filed them to talons before the match. They had planned this all along. Two alpha females about to settle a twenty year grudge, and by the end of this night only one of them should be the alpha. They no longer cared who started the incident twenty years ago, neither thought it was their fault, but the others... and they wanted their pound of flesh.
The woman circled getting closer and closer, Ms Johnson was mentally measuring the distance for her first attack this round. She knew how far her reach was, but how to get in and afflict damage plus avid Ms Smith’s nails eluded her right now. It was inevitable that they soon would be locked up in a fierce struggle. Ms Smith then dodged in slightly, but Ms Johnson was quicker with a full on straight right to Ms Smith full milk laden left breast. There was a satisfying thud as her fist buried into the breast causing to fold in on itself causing the full milk ducts to expand sending pain through the whole breast. Ms Smith’s slight dodge in was to get a nail swipe at Ms Johnson’s eyes. The nails flashed by instead of striking her target as her left breast exploded in pain. Ms Smith caught back tears and backed off.
Ms Johnson would have none of that. Seeing the success of her first strike encouraged her to move forward throwing a hard left straight into the right nipple of Ms Smith, and once again, she felt the right breast give and could Ms Smith’s face full of breast contorted pain. Ms Smith then made a move to lunge in at Ms Johnson, but Ms Johnson was ready as Ms Smith moved her hands to grab Ms Johnson’s hair. Ms Smith’s head snapped sideways to her right as Ms Johnson’s fist made solid contact on the left side of her jaw. She felt her teeth clack together as she stumble sideways from the punch. Ms Johnson grabbed Ms Smith’s left forearm and delivered a hard right kick to the exposed left dangling breast. Again a loud thud could be heard as Ms Smith grunted in pain and off balance felt herself being pulled in by Ms Johnson. While Ms Smith was being pulled in she felt her arm being twisted to force her to bend forward even more, then a sudden tug on her arm as Ms Johnson’s left knee came up hard into her left breast again causing it to bulge out around the knee. Milk sprayed from the breast as Ms Johnson’s knee came back.
Ms Johnson feeling spray against her leg then drove her knee up again into Ms Smith’s lactating breast, only harder this time, grinding it a little to get the point across. The point lasted a little to long as Ms Smith in a state of panic grabbed the leg and lunged forward and up driving her shoulder into Ms Johnson’s full right breast and slamming her head into Ms Johnson’s Jaw sending her head snapping back and as she fell backward Ms Smith held onto the ankle of Ms Johnson. Ms Smith, even though groggy, threw the leg down jumping on top of her foe making sure her full weight landed ass cheeks first straight down on Ms Johnson’s stomach. There was a satisfying woosh as the air was forced from Ms Johnson’s lungs. While Ms Johnson was try to gasp for air Ms Smith waisted no time in mounting her foe and then slapping Ms Johnson’s face, first left then right hard as she could. You could see the palm and finger imprints on her face. When Ms Johnson eventually got her hands to her face, to protect it, Ms Smith switch to a new target punching down into Ms Johnson’s breasts. Right breast, splat. Left breast, splat. Back and forth. Ms Johnson could feel her breast aching and swelling under the assault. Finally the right punch sunk the deepest and when Ms Smith drew her fist back a satisfying spray of milk erupted from Ms Johnson’s swollen boob. Ms Smith leaned back to admire her handy work.
Ms Johnson only needed a moment and Ms Smith just gave it to her. Fast as you could blink Ms Johnson’s legs came up heels coming around Ms Smith’s face, locking together then as Ms Johnson layer her arms out to brace she pulled back her legs with all she had left, and it was enough. Ms Smith flew back landing on her back with a thud and a oof. Ms Johnson then brought her legs further down Ms Smith’s body and clamped them around Ms Smith’s upper chest crushing Ms Smith’s painful boobs in the scissor hold. Ms Johnson curled up leaving her upper body and breast pressing into the small of Ms Smith’s back. This hold had many advantages... One Ms Smith could not get a good kick into her head, two Ms Johnson’s breast and pussy could not be attacked and three Ms Smith’s anus and pussy were wide open while she could crush Ms Smith’s breasts. Ms Johnson had always admired her long legs and short torso. Ms Smith was struggling to pry Ms Johnson’s legs apart, but they were like steel. Ms Johnson then grabbed Ms Smith’s sand cover pussy lips and pulled hard, twisting and digging her nails in. She was amazed at how large Ms Smith’s hood was barely covering her swollen clitoris. It had to be four times larger then hers. No wonder the slut was horny all the time. Ms Johnson dig her thumb nails into her clit for good measure. Ms Smith feeling the sharp pressure against her clit and the stretching of her pussy lips howled in pain like a wild beast, even snarling as her temper boiled over. Ms Smith made her fist tight as possible and when Ms Johnson went adjust the squeeze on her tits!!!! Drove her fist into Ms Johnson’s loose knee caps. The pain instantly shot through Ms Johnson’s knees and legs. She tried to tighten her thighs again but the pain stopped her. Again Ms Smith drove her fist into the knee cap nearly popping it out of place. Ms Johnson’s legs flew apart as jammed her thumbnail hard into Ms Smith’s clit, damaging it leaving a red scrape mark across it. Ms Smith and Ms Johnson rolled apart. Ms Smith getting to her feet before Ms Johnson who was finding it hard to get up with her damaged knee.
Ms Smith was sucking in much needed air, to regain her strength. Ms Johnson was also sucking in air while rubbing her sore knee. Ms Johnson was not fully standing and when she looked down at her knee to see that it was swelling Ms Smith attacked again. This time Ms Smith was going to try and knock out Ms Johnson then revive her by damaging her breasts, clit and pussy lips. Ms Smith’s were stinging; hurt with each movement with the sand now grating against and in her swollen vagina and damaged clitoris. Ms Smith’s foot flew up towards Ms Johnson’s down turn head... Ms Johnson flew into action crossing her wrists accidentally in the path of the foot coming in which to her surprise blocked the kick. Ms Smith was still coming in and as her foot dropped to the sand Ms Johnson aimed a right upper cut to Ms Smith’s Jaw. Ms Smith leaned back as Ms Johnson came up, her fist just missing her jaw and nose. Ms Smith leaned back in firing her own left upper cut into Ms Johnson’s exposed right breast, feeling the knuckles crush milk ducts and causing a stream of milk to shoot out from Ms Johnson’s damaged breast. Ms Johnson responded with a left hitting the inside of Ms Smith’s left breast pushing it way past it’s natural position causing a stream of milk squirt out from her crushed milk ducts. Ms Smith then looped in a left hook to Ms Johnson exposed nose. Boom, crunch, as Ms Johnson’s head snapped back but no blood sprayed from her nose. Ms Johnson then sprung back sending her own left fist into Ms Smith’s right eye, crack as the knuckle dug in pushing the front of eye in with the force of the blow. The eye quickly started to swell. Ms Smith fired a straight right strait into Ms Johnson’s lips. Splitting the bottom one and cutting her knuckles on Ms Johnson’s front teeth. Ms Johnson’s head snapping back left Ms Smith the the chance to grab Ms Johnson’s hair and pulling forward and down while bringing her right knee up straight into Ms Johnson’s jaw. With a satisfying crack Ms Johnson head flew up as Ms Smith stepped in and drove her right elbow from the side into Ms Johnson’s left cheek. Yet another satisfying crack. Ms Smith could not see the left hook coming in as her right eye was blurry and all but swollen shut. This meant Ms Smith did not brace herself for the impact of Ms Johnson’s fist slamming into the sweat spot of her jaw. Ms Smith’s legs wobbled and down she fell to her knees. Ms Johnson out reflex grabbed Ms Smith’s hair and holding her dazed form up started slamming her knee into Ms Smith’s exposed breast. First the left breast then the right breast. Ms Smith feebly made the attempt to cover up, but just did not have the focus and the strength soon Ms Smith’s swelling and bruised boobs were leaking milk profusely. The knee impacts were splat ... splat .. splat as the milk sprayed out of the damaged breasts.
Finally Ms Johnson let Ms Smith fall to the ground. Ms Smith was not out yet.... Ms Johnson pulled up Ms Smith’s right arm, her breasts almost drained laying in the sand swollen and badly bruised. Ms Johnson looking down at Ms Smith sees Ms Smith smearing back... Ms Johnson expression is pure evil as she drops to one knee straight on the one breast against the sand. THUD... and Smith forms her lips to scream but nothing comes out. Ms Johnson then rolls Ms Smith into her back and flops her milk laden breast across Ms Smith’s face for a breast smother. Ms Smith struggles a little then slips into darkness.
The boys? Long gone inside showering and discovering themselves.
