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Collision at the Casino, a rematch between Vanessa and Linda (linftr)

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It has been quite the year for me, as I arrive at the casino, shaking my head at it all.  Four wild and dirty fights, all the fault of my opponents, of which I should have won all, but only came out 50-50.  I had mixed feelings about coming back to this casino, but its already cold at home, and I had such a good time here, till this coarse Italianish red head managed to eke out a triumph over me in a catfight for cock and pride .  My pussy still twitches hungrily when I think that I was deprived of a perfect ending to my weekend by that bitch.  Instead of going home to my hubby satiated, and receiving his loving as icing on the cake, I came home sore, bruised and tattered.  Phooey!

Forcing myself to brighten up, and not let that bad memory cloud my stay, I focus on soaking up some warmth…and maybe from the Sun also.  I made sure Tim, my hubby, is on a plane to some frigid locale, so I won’t be hindered in my fun this time.  Besides, I ruined his little playmate Maureen, a  hugely satisfying deed!  Immediately swaggering with that though to buoy me, my strap on tan sandals clack away, the thick cork soles empowering me with my extra height, wearing a two piece white swimsuit that I carry much better than most sixty year olds could.  Besides, while I have an extra pound or two, my flesh is smooth and I can afford to let those bony types comment,  after all, the guys will all be looking at the extra pound or two on my chest!

Peering thru my sunglasses, I pick out a sunny spot and claim a lounge, eying the area for the right person to apply lotion to my fair skin.  It feels so good to soak up rays, and those hidden glances from other women’s hubbies as my titties slosh around as I shift and turn.  Towels and blankets feel luxurious, as I arch, with an emphasized sigh. Oh my, that high roller who had all that luck last night is here.  Wow, he is way younger then he seemed then, and the build on him!  I peek over my sunglasses as I shift on my side, boobage slithering, and make sure his eyes catch mine. Oh yes!  He’s coming over!  My little buns actually twitch!

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Re: Collision at the Casino, a rematch between Vanessa and Linda (linftr)
« Reply #1 on: November 21, 2017, 12:43:17 AM »
As I walk into the casino and approach the desk to register for my room my thoughts go back to the last time I was here with JT. And the epic catfight the bitch Linda and I got into over my lover. My body tingles at the memory. I register and collect my room key and take the elevator up to my floor. Entering my room I toss my bag onto the bed and stretch. Looking out the window I notice the pool and how in pit looks. I strip my business attire off and stretch again in front of the mirror, running my hands over my heavy tits and down over my stomach. “ astill got it” I think to myself.

I rummag through my bag and pull out my tan swimsuit and my wrap. Slipping my suit on I wrap my white body wrap around my hips and head out to the pool.

When I step outside I slip my sunglasses on and walk over to a large chaise lounger and drape my towel and wrap across it. Looking around I try and find an attractive young man to spend my time with. When I see the most eligible one I watch him and smile as I see him get up and walk in my direction. Then a frown crosses my face as I see him stop near that slut Linda. The very same bitch that tried to steal my man last time I was here. “ Now it’s my turn” I think to myself as I get up and walk up behind you. I see his eyes look me up and down and smile when I stop behind your lounger. “ Well well if it isn’t the town slut” I whisper just loud enough for the 3 of us to hear. “ And what has gotten into you alinda, that suit would look good on me but you shouldn’t try wearing it, it shows all of your says hon and that is saying a lot. Why don’t you come over with me hon” I say to the hunk. “ My name is Vanessa and you can do oh so much better than this dried up skank. Let me show you”

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Re: Collision at the Casino, a rematch between Vanessa and Linda (linftr)
« Reply #2 on: November 21, 2017, 01:59:21 AM »
I am joyfully picturing a wonderful shared weekend, as his eyes meet mine, when his eyes dart away and I hear a strident voice behind me.  Feeling my space violated I shift onto my side and look behind me as the nightmare from my last visit to the casino, that horrible tramp Vanessa is  behind me, overflowing her raggy tan two piece,  and spouting on about my voluptuous body.  Fuck, how did she get here, and why is she here now!  The memories of my epic fight with her flood back in an instant, how I almost triumphed, and then ignominiously lost, and was left nude and unconscious and humiliated.

 I glance and see ‘my  guy’ looking Vanessa with a smirk and with interest, as my mind works in overtime to deal with this  unforeseen crisis.  “I thought they had banned cheap streetwalkers from here Vanessa, you still trying to round up  customers?  Didn’t trying to roll your last one get you tossed out of here?”  My clever comments put a whole new complexion on the situation as I remark that “in your business you should cover those stretch marks.”  I hear a slight snicker from ‘him’ and know I scored.

Turning to the fellow in contention, I say “Hi, I’m Linda”, swinging my feet off the chaise to rise as I offer a hand.  “You know, I got in quite the argument with this” motioning to you “last time I was here.  It was quite a scene as I’m not the type of lady who will be insulted lying down.  But am sure I can tell you the story somewhere private.”

I see your little mind whirring as you listen to me describe you as a slatternly whore and give you a little smile as I stand up.  My thick soled sandals giving me the same height as you, I swish my creamy breasts enticingly, their fairer skin and finer complexion snuggly escounced in my pristine white suit.  They surely surpass your droopers in his eyes as my breasts swing towards your propped up rack in their dingy tan top.  Arching, to make sure he can compare properly, I ask him to get me a drink so we can get to know each other, indicating that he should ignore this intruder for both his health and wealth.

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Re: Collision at the Casino, a rematch between Vanessa and Linda (linftr)
« Reply #3 on: November 21, 2017, 02:59:43 AM »
Looking at you as I smile, licking my lips in anticipation of the events to come. I laugh as you try and take all of the attention of the gorgeous man but loving how he is looking from you to me. Ignoring you for the moment I reach out and take his hand in mine, stepping between the 2 of you. “My name is Vanessa and you can just ignore the inane babble spewing from this.... woman hon. She is oh so bitter over the last time we met when she tried in vain to take what was mine. Shame you weren’t here to witness that. And if you would be a dear I would absolutely love a gin and tonic hon, if it’s not too much trouble. You can have the staff bill all of our drinks to my room. It is 5418. And later we can go back there and relax, after I finish the business I have here. It shouldn’t take too long”.

Turning back to you I can feel my nipples harden and know they are obvious as I take a breath and release his hand. Stepping towards you we stand so close together our scantily covered tits touch, drawing a hiss from you. “ That’s right Linda, feel that. That is what a real natural set feels like.....you cow”.

I stare into your eyes, feeling his gaze on the 2 of us. Knowing without looking that he is excited at our showdown.

“So, anything else to say bitch?” I whisper to you. Knowing this is the turning point of the evening. Wondering if you will quietly leave but knowing deep down , and wanting it, that we will fight to claim this young stud.

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Re: Collision at the Casino, a rematch between Vanessa and Linda (linftr)
« Reply #4 on: November 21, 2017, 04:14:23 AM »
My whole being quivers as you prattle on to this fine gentleman, insulting me further with your nervy  babble till you finally finish your ditsy spiel and face me, smearing your sloppy rack on me.   My eyes flare as your tits brush into mine, your coarse rubbery nipples  tracing along my white breasts as you dare to call me a cow!  The corner of my eye reveals a glint of excitement  from  our potential beau, and for that matter, almost everyone near the pool.

“Oh Vanessa, there is so much I want to say, but words  almost fail me.  But  let me assure you that my breasts are completely natural, though not  loose and sloppy like those bags of yours “ and I lean in enough to have both pairs of boobs try to escape the pressure.  “As for being a cow, we will see who is mooing  in a moment” and lurch both of my tits into yours , catching you off balance  so you teeter like the round heeled whore you are.

Flipping my hair back, I declare war.  “You were so lucky last time.  This time I won’t leave a single unmarked inch on you” as I follow up on my lunge and shove you backwards towards a lounge, readying a kick for when you flop.  Gasps come from the watching throng as we clatter into action with our suits barely containing the shifting flesh.  I am breathing hard, feeling my heart pound , but thrilling with the chance to truly prove that I am better than this lousy slut.

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Re: Collision at the Casino, a rematch between Vanessa and Linda (linftr)
« Reply #5 on: November 21, 2017, 05:34:10 AM »
My smile quickly turns into a snarl as I feel our tits collide and your hands shove me backwards. As I collapse onto the lounge I hear the group of onlookers gasp. I see your sandal clad foot headed for my stomach as I reach out to try and grab it. I feel the clog slip past my hands and slam into my stomach. “ You fucking....” I gasp just before I double up around your foot, rolling off of the lounger.

I get to my knees and see you smirking at our prize, and as you turn to look at me I yell “ my turn COW!” I lunge st you, wrapping my arms around your legs at the knees and shove, pushing you flat on your back with me on top of you. As our four heavy tits slam down I hear you make a gasping noise and I feel the air on my tits. Both of our suit tops are off of our chests, showing 4 large tits to the crowd.

“Fucking cow, lets see how this feels” as I rake my nails across your tits.

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Re: Collision at the Casino, a rematch between Vanessa and Linda (linftr)
« Reply #6 on: November 21, 2017, 11:14:26 AM »
“Oh yes, you flabby fuck, gotcha in that gut” I exclaim, as this thick bodied trash wallows and rolls from my kick. My attack had the right effect on both you and the watchers, as I absorb their admiration and applause, before refocusing on you squirming around, only to feel your grubby hands snaring my knees and toppling me. 

“Damn, Let go!  NO!” and I land with a fleshy thud on my ass, and you land with a curse on top of me.  Grunting from the combined impact, I feel the rough floor, and direct skin to skin contact as our tits escape, billowing together. “What did you do?” as I realize that my white breasts are showing to everyone , only to have you rip into them and shout ‘cow’ at me.  I scream in shock “you dirty filth, I’ll take your tits off” as I try to roll you off and dig my nails into yours.

I feel your nails rending and wince and howl as deep red furrows appear on my gals, but I compress your left tit as I shove my fingers into it and pry you upwards, hitching my knee up for an attempted crotch grinding blow.  Your hot breath all over me as we strain, I bellow “you garlic eating cxnt, you stink” as I seek to reverse our positions.  LOOK, HER LEGS ARE OPENING  I hear an onlooker yell.  “Hear that Nessa?  What a slut you are!”

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Re: Collision at the Casino, a rematch between Vanessa and Linda (linftr)
« Reply #7 on: November 22, 2017, 12:16:22 AM »
“Owww You bitch, let go of my tit or I will carve me name in your saggy udders” I yell. Apparently we think alike as I try and shove my knee between your legs to ram it into your cxnt. “ They are...yelling about your wide open....gash you slut, not mine”.

I dig my nails in deeper with my right hand and with my left I rake my nails down your side, eliciting a scream from you. We both kick and shove, ending up rolling apart. As we both get to our knees we glare at each other. Hair hanging down in a ratty mess, both sets of tits bared and red, my left one showing where you were digging in but both of yours exhibiting the red marks from my nails.

“ Come on whore, we are just getting started” I sneer at you as we slam together. Our tits slapping tight with a poop sound clear to everyone watching.

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Re: Collision at the Casino, a rematch between Vanessa and Linda (linftr)
« Reply #8 on: November 22, 2017, 02:05:17 AM »
Dueling in a wild frenzy, we roll apart, disheveled and damaged, me being particularly furious that this sneaky slime tried to slide her knee into my pussy!  Hissing my anger and contempt for you, I know my breasts have been carved and have to suck in my pain to do worse to you.  Your seeping and bloody left boob is going to have be matched by your right as I meet your tit-on slam with my proud flesh.

“Will flatten those hangers of yours” and to show everyone I mean it my breasts compress yours and I feel your bumpy nips pushed towards the sides.  “You’re right, we haven’t started yet.  Feel your tits shifting?” Even as I say that, I see my own breasts bulging up and out.  “What the?” and I try to twist my torso side to side as flesh oozes between us. 

One arm of mine around you, holding your sweaty body against me, my other starts to rip at your tatty hair.   “You’ll be bald” I gasp out, even as our breasts heave, comments being made about how our breasts  are going to pop soon.  SHES BENT BACK, HER TITS ARE LOSING…LOOK, THEY ARE BEING MASHED.

Not looking down, I glare into your florid face, meeting your eyes saying “those stretch marked things of yours are done”.  Tugging back on your head, a gap forms between us and I manage to suck in a full breath before glancing down to see what everyone is shouting about.  LOOK AT HER NIPPLES, THEY’RE AIMING STRAIGHT DOWN.  The watching crowd is entranced and screaming .

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Re: Collision at the Casino, a rematch between Vanessa and Linda (linftr)
« Reply #9 on: November 22, 2017, 03:19:08 AM »
“Ughhh You whore.... we’ll see whose tits go flat” as I push harder into your chest with my own. “Aasrrgghh....2 can play....at that game you bitch” I hiss into your face as my left hand finds our hair and I yank back as hard as I can. We are trying to keep our heads forward amidst the vicious hair pulls. The gap between our tits slams tightly closed as we ram them together again. I feel our thighs pressed tight together as well as our bellies. Sweat running down us making our heavy tits slide back and forth, nipples scraping across each other’s. The crowd yelling comments about our tits. Hear another woman yell out to “ claw that cxnts ass up” as I rake my nails of my right hand down your back and tear st your bottoms digging into your ass.

I can hear us both gasping out loud in deep heavy breaths as we struggle on our knees. “FUCK YOU LINDA! I snarl into your ear just before sinking my teeth down on your earlobe. “ How’s...that ...feel....slut” I gasp between my teeth


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Re: Collision at the Casino, a rematch between Vanessa and Linda (linftr)
« Reply #10 on: November 22, 2017, 03:57:00 AM »
Just before I can see which one of us has lost is or is losing the breast busting war, we lurch together again, smearing our sweat buttered boobs back together.  The close quarters is positively steamy, as the heat between us is intense. I yelp as you grab my hair, but I wrench yours all the harder in return, and see wisps of it flying as I tug your head back and forth.

My eye flash as I feel your nails scrabble down my back and rake at my bottom through my suit and instead of foolishly copying, I slide the arm holding you down and grab a hold of your tan rag and shove it lower, two cellulite ridden globes popping out.  PEEL HER, STRIP HER! and loving the reaction, I stiffen my arm and send your suit down further.  Sneering, instead of hissing at you, I work up a healthy dose of spittle, which I send at you, just as you bite at my ear.  I howl, tugging your head back, seeing a wad of saliva in your eye.  Wincing and with my ear still sort of attached we squirm for advantage.  Leaving your suit at half mast, I grab at your ample ‘muffin top’ and pinch hard, our battered titties shaking .  LOOK AT THOSE TITS DANGLE!  I swear hers feel spongy and loose!

Casino security is content to let us brawl and adults watch, but younger folks left at the pool while the gambling occurs are starting to look way too closely.  I shove this bitch towards the palm frond style changing room, as I don’t want to be deprived of my victory by some guardian of morals.  At least the little ‘shack’ will block viewing by any of the cordoned off types.  God knows that the sight of this whore’s ass would corrupt them forever! 

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Re: Collision at the Casino, a rematch between Vanessa and Linda (linftr)
« Reply #11 on: November 22, 2017, 10:17:14 PM »
“You...nasty....slut” I hiss when you spit in my face, partially obscuring my eye. I dig my nails in to your scalp and your flabby ass as I hiss at you. I feel the air on my ass as you pull and yank my bottoms down. Thinking to myself that 2 can play that way I get a claw hold on yours and yank up hard. The screech I hear is music to my ears as the thin material saws up into your cxnt. As you rise up on your toes to try and lessen the pain I stumble against you from my bottoms tangling my feet. I hear the crowd ooh and ahh as your bottoms rip away from your ass, exposing the large white globes to them. Our tits mash together again when I stumble into you. We struggle to stay upright as the crowd grows. “ Look at that ass, it’s huge” I hear. “ Hear that cxnt, now everyone can see how fucking big your white ass is. The great white whale” I sneer into your ear.
We both tug and yank on the others hair as you pull us towards the frond covered changing room. Seeing what you are doing I go with less of a struggle and as we approach the entrance I give you a hard shove while releasing my grip on your hair and ass. Your nails rake across my hips leaving welts as you fall backward through the door. I stumble a bit and fall on top of you, my heavy tits mashing yours flat against your ribs as we both let out a large poof as we slam into the ground. I kick at the door slamming it shut, hiding us from the growing crowd.
“ Now it’s just us you fucking cxnt” they hear through the thin door, not knowing which of us will be coming out when all is said and done.

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Re: Collision at the Casino, a rematch between Vanessa and Linda (linftr)
« Reply #12 on: November 22, 2017, 11:04:37 PM »
Watchful of your cannibalistic fangs as I shove your bottoms down, I try to kick at your descending suit and trip you in your own  garment.  Much smarter then this writhing slut, I am shocked when you yank my suit in the opposite direction, splitting my lips and forcing me to lurch up.  Spluttering into your spit slathered face about how you are slicing my snatch, you have an infuriating smirk, till my scheme works and you tangle on your tan suit bottoms.  “Feeling the breeze, whore?” as I can see your furry twat waving.

At that moment I shriek as my suit saws right between my pink lips and snaps , my eyes popping as you fling my torn bottoms into the air and my white buns flap wildly.  Huffing, I drape onto you, banging my head at your nose but glancing off your cheek as our wounded tits flomp into each others.  Cheers ring out over our nudity, just as we round the corner towards the changing room.  TUG HER TITS DOWN, EVEN IT UP someone shouts.

Grappling , more of your hair flies off, as you shove me into the cabana/shack, with my nails raking at pussy level, unfortunately only grating your side.  I tumble and bumble into the little room, rough floor having no give, as you lunge knocking me down on my back.  I grunt and hear the slamming door, as your weight is oppressive on my boobs.  “No one to save your fucking carcass, you slut!” I hiss at you in a threat.

Before you can settle atop me, I roll, shifting you onto your scratched hip, then further,  seeing your reddened and bruised tits slopping downward, and I keep shoving with knees and hands to send you under a heavy bench.  Your flab shifts on the floor as you teeter “Get in there” kick,kick, as I flail in my effort to entrap you.  “You won’t be coming out from under that in one piece, you greasy pig”

WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON IN THERE?  WOW, THEY ARE NOISY, ONE OF THEM NEVER SHUTS UP.  A screech pierces through the wall “you jabbed my fucking nipple!  Ohhhhh.  Then a whomping sound is followed by a grunt.  Tension starts to build outside, even as a pair of casino security guards watches through a hidden cam WHAT A SHOW .

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Re: Collision at the Casino, a rematch between Vanessa and Linda (linftr)
« Reply #13 on: November 23, 2017, 03:35:36 AM »
“FUCK YOU WHORE” is heard through the door immediately after the deep thump was made.

I roll beneath the bench trying to avoid your kicks. The space is just too small for me to get out the other side so when your heel comes towards me I do the only thing I can...grab it and yank. I hear the thump as your bare ass slams down on the hard floor. I then scoot out from beneath the bench and lunge at you only to be met by your own lunge at me. Once again our heavy and reddened scratched tits slam together, but this time I up the ante and lean forward and sink my teeth into your shoulder and shake my head. Outside of the door the crowd hears a screech followed by “ GET YOUR FUCKING TEETH OFF OF ME cxnt”

We are on our knees mauling each other’s back and I take my right hand and claw at your ass again, over and over in the same spot.

“FEEL GOOD? Want some MORE BITCH? The crowd hears. Damn listen to that a woman says. Those 2 cxnts fight nasty.



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Re: Collision at the Casino, a rematch between Vanessa and Linda (linftr)
« Reply #14 on: November 23, 2017, 04:10:46 AM »
My plan works as you are stuffed under the bench, and I immediately lash out to punish you with my foot, only to have it grabbed and pulled.  Losing my balance, for the third time in our duel, I land with a mighty splat on my ass, this time naked.  My little buns and tail bone ache.  I groan as I twist up to meet you when you charge, after extricating yourself from the bench, and I pound my fine breasts into your woeful udders in a mammary melee.

You peck your head in and bite at my shoulder, causing yet another yelp, and your hands are clawing at my back, one sinking lower to start carving at my hiney, but all your attacks leave lots of unguarded flesh.  I dart my head down and latch onto a slimey tit with my teeth, even as one of my hands shifts from back to front, and grabs a tuft of your furry forest.  It’s my turn to hiss between clenched teeth “a lot of you will be left on the floor”.

Proudly arching over you, I try to rise, wanting to heave you towards the sink or onto the bench.  Outside, it sounds like squealing as your tit pain generates wild noises.  As I come up for air I see a ring of tooth marks on your floppy tit.  “Now for your nipple, since you jabbed mine”.

Stomps and shoves can’t be figured out by those listening, but when they hear someone shouting “you plucked it” they know the fight has gone down low.