Two Sets of Sisters Fight - The Rematch

by Damon

Deanna and Micki were sunbathing nude in the backyard of their

Providence home, months after their triumph over Nicole and Tori in Boston.

Since that time they had had no other fights with other girls, although they

had wrestled each other on a regular basis, Deanna winning

about sixty percent of their struggles but Micki proving her ability

against her older sister.

They lay in the yard, behind their rustic home set high on a hill away

from and above their neighbors, the property fenced in on three sides by

a tall wooden fence, with a garage and a pine tree filling in the back

end of the yard. The two sleek, busty girls were facing the house,

soaking up the sun's rays ... until something blotted them out.

"What the hell ... " muttered Deanna as she sat up, eyes adjusting to the

bright light. As they readjusted. she could make out two bikinied

brunettes standing in front of their lawn chairs. Two familiar

brunettes. Nicole and Tori.

"Hello there, blondie," chided Nicole, as she began to remove her blue

two-piece swimsuit.

"Maybe it should be blondies," added Tori, looking at Micki as she

stripped off her green bathing suit. Soon both brunettes stood fully

naked over the two reclining blondes, who soon were both sitting up at

attention.

"What the hell do you want?" grilled Micki, glaring at the unwelcome

intruders.

"Isn't it obvious?" replied Nicole, her full breasts fully visible in the

sunlight, as was her furry crotch, just like her sister's. "We came here

to fight you. No way are we going to let you two bitches be one up on

us."

"You're crazy," shot back Deanna, shaking her head slightly. "How the

hell did you get in here, anyway?"

"The side gate was open," smiled Nicole. "We just walked right in. We

even parked the car a block away so we could walk up here and ...

surprise you."

The four nude white women in their late teens, all busty and leggy and about

5'5 and 110 pounds were silent, the sun shining down, the wind blowing

softly. The

blondes were incredulous that the brunettes had come out of

nowhere to challenge them, even more surprised that they had chosen to

do so here on their own home turf. In the back of their minds,

though, both Deanna and Micki had known that a rematch was a definite

possibility, a reason why they had wrestled each other regularly since

their first fight with Nicole and Tori - to prepare for a possible return

engagement with the brunettes one day.

That day was here, but the blondes weren't intimidated. Deanna had won

the first encounter for both of them by smothering both Nicole and Tori

separately with her ample breasts, but she knew it probably wouldn't be

that easy this time, especially since things would be contested

outdoors. Deanna sized up the intruders, scanned their tight bodies for

possible weaknesses, and then spoke.

"Fine," she started, beginning to get up. "Let's ..."

" ... get it on!" finished Nicole as she lunged forward and tackled the

blonde off the lawn chair. Micki tried to get up and charge Tori, but

only caught a bare foot in her face for her troubles. The sisters'

struggle was joined once more, and the brunettes were in control early.

Nicole had Deanna pinned beneath her, the brunette's hands on either side

of the blonde's head as she banged Deanna's skull up and down on the soft

green lawn. A short distance away, Tori was atop Micki, hands covering

the blonde's nose and mouth as she tried to smother her, Micki's hands

tugging fiercely at Tori's wrists.

The older sisters' struggle then took a turn as Deanna reached up with

both hands and squeezed them about Nicole's soft, firm breasts, eliciting

screams from the brunette. Nicole released Deanna's head and reached down

to clutch both of Deanna's tits before crushing them in a vise-like grip,

drawing a howl from the blonde. They began to roll over and over in the

grass, hands still squeezing about each other's breasts, with neither

girl able to gain the advantage.

Across the yard, Tori also lost her advantage when she was distracted by

her sister's original shriek, allowing Micki the opportunity to haul

off with a right hook that caught Tori on the chin and sent her

sprawling. Micki then dove on top of Tori, and both younger sisters

were soon rolling over and over themselves, arms wrapped about each

other's bodies and squeezing hard. Now the fight was even ...

Nicole and Deanna continued squeezing each other's breasts like silly putty,

flesh oozing out between their grasping, greedy fingers as they both cried

out in agony, until Nicole smashed her right fist into Deanna's mouth,

breaking off both their attacks. Wrapping her arms about the stunned blonde's

waist, Nicole pulled both battlers to their feet before squeezing the blonde

in a back-breaking bearhug.

Across the way, Tori had ripped loose from Micki's grip and gotten behind the

blonde before wrapping her up in a semi-camel clutch, the brunette's hands

pulling up ruthlessly beneath the blonde's chin. The dark-haired girls had

regained the upper hand in the rematch, and were determined to maintain it.

Nicole continued to crush Deanna in her arms, the blonde's own appendages

pinned to her sides and unable to help her. "I've waited a long time for

this, Deanna," hissed Nicole through clenched teeth. "Waited for the day when

I could pay you back and squeeze the life from you!" She tightened her hold,

arms circling in tighter. Deanna moaned long and loud in her opponent's grip;

the blonde felt her ribs caving in, her lungs being crushed as her arms were

forcibly pressed in on her body. She felt consciousness ebbing from her form

as Nicole poured on the pressure, the brunette's arms wrapping around the

blonde's body as tightly as they could, squeezing as hard as they could ...

Micki clawed at Tori's fingers, but couldn't dislodge them from her chin. The

blonde felt her spine snapping as the brunette reared back hard, the soles of

Tori's bare feet planted firmly in Micki's trapeziums. Tori then relaxed her

grip slightly before rearing back hard again, and repeated the move over and

over, alternately lessening and increasing the blonde's anguish as she

punished her foe with her bare hands and feet.

Deanna continued to suffer in Nicole's bearhug, the brunette lifting the

blonde up onto her toes with her spine-snapping assault, as Nicole steeled

herself for one final back-breaking squeeze that she was sure would finish

the fight - and Deanna. She drew in a deep breath in preparation, closing her

eyes as she did so - and suddenly felt a sharp pain shooting through her

forehead as Deanna snapped forward to head-butt the brunette.

Nicole staggered under this new agony, her grip loosening slightly but her

arms still tight about the blonde. That wasn't the case after Deanna landed

another head blow, and then another, until she finally smashed her forehead

into the bridge of Nicole's nose. The stunned brunette lost her hold and fell

back into the grass, as did Deanna, both of them rubbing their skulls

gingerly.

Across the yard by the beach chairs, Tori watched her sister go down in a

heap, and relaxed both of her holds just long enough for Micki to get one of

the brunette's fingers in her mouth and bite down hard. Tori cried out as she

felt Micki's teeth going to work, and tried to renew her chinhold, but her

advantage was lost. Micki released her bite and pulled Tori's feet forwards

with both of her own hands, and then rolled violently to the left to topple

the brunette onto the grass. Wriggling out from under her foe, Micki came up

alongside Tori and wrapped her enemy up in a headlock, Micki's left arm

squeezing tight about the dark-haired girl's neck as Tori gasped for breath.

"Feel out of breath, bitch?" mocked Micki as she ground her foe's neck with

her tanned arm. "Well, you're gonna lose a lot more before I'm done with you!"

"Fuck ... you," Tori gasped as she tried to wrench loose, hands tugging at

Micki's choking arm but getting nowhere fast. She reached out with her left

hand and squeezed it about Michelle's left breast, causing the blonde to

groan, but still Micki's headlock held. The battling pair twisted around to

the left, struggling and straining, until their backs were to their older

siblings.

Back by the pine tree, Nicole and Deanna were struggling drunkenly to their

feet, but Nicole recovered first, lashing out with her right foot to slap its

sole against Deanna's cheek and send the blonde tumbling to the ground again.

Turning back as she heard the sounds of struggling, Nicole could see her

sister being beaten by Micki, both younger girls' round asses in full view as

Micki tried to force Tori to her knees by the yard's loosely-hanging

clothesline.

Rushing up stealthily from behind, not even breathing lest she give her

position away to her blonde enemy, Nicole crept up behind Micki, dragged down

the clothesline, and pulled it taut against the front of Micki's throat to

send the blonde gagging and sputtering.

"Auuggh!" spluttered Micki as she dropped Tori and clawed at the clothesline,

Nicole pressing the front of her fabulous bud against the blonde's bare back

as she pulled the line harder. Micki's wide eyes began to bug out from their

sockets as she grew frantic for air, and spittle began to drip from her lips

as she felt herself choking to death. By now Tori had regained her feet and

had sunken her nails deep into Micki's heaving, sweated breasts, but Micki

was oblivious to this new agony, could only fathom freeing her trapped

trachea as Nicole strangled her from behind. The brunettes grinned wickedly

at their prey's struggles, watched Micki suffer with evil glee.

Just as the lights were about to go out for Micki, the three women heard a

loud cry and saw a white form hurtling towards them, as Deanna re-joined the

four-way fray. Without even stopping, the older blonde sent Nicole flying

with a left hook, breaking her killing hold on the blonde's sister, before

she lashed out to the right with a foot and kicked Tori square in the

stomach. Micki, dropped by Nicole, now lay gasping on the ground, making

harsh, racking, sucking sounds as she tried to draw in air after her ordeal,

as Nicole stirred groggily behind her. Deanna checked on her sister for a

second, making sure she was on her way to being OK, before launching into

Tori with a flurry of lefts and rights as the wounded brunette responded in

kind. Fists smashed off skulls and shoulders, and bounced off breasts and

bellies, as the two beauties traded fierce blows; but it was Deanna who was

the more ferocious of the two and was doing the greater damage. Soon Tori was

staggering under the weight of Deanna's punches, her

head snapping left and right as the blonde connected with her cheekbones time

and again.

Down on the grass, Micki looked up through agonized eyes to see her sister in

combat, Deanna's tightly-clenched fists handily punishing the younger

brunette, and Micki smiled slightly as she tried to stir and help her older

sister. Suddenly she felt legs wrapping about her waist from the rear, and

hands covering her nose and mouth as Nicole smothered her from behind. Micki

tried to throw her enemy off, but she was too weak from the clothesline

ordeal to mount much of an offensive. She labored for breath, but only tasted

the sweaty, bitter, acrid palms of her foe's hands. Micki's struggles soon

grew weaker and weaker, and her eyes rolled up into her head as the darkness

finally took her, the brunette having suffocated her unconscious. Nicole

grinned evilly once more as Micki succumbed - then the brunette icily cast

her hateful eyes up towards Deanna, the older blonde unaware of her old foe

...

Deanna belted Tori with a left, a right, and another left, before knocking

the bloodied brunette to the ground with a final right. The blonde watched

Tori hit the grass back-first before hearing a screech from behind her.

Turning quickly to her left, Deanna felt the breath being knocked out of her

body as Nicole came up hard and tackled the blonde under the legs, the

brunette's shoulder ramming into the blonde's gut as they toppled sideways

onto the grass.

The two girls grabbed each other by the hair and began rolling towards the

right, towards the pine tree, both women yanking and pulling and cursing. It

was Nicole who broke the stalemate by ramming the heel of her hand into

Deanna's chin, stunning the blonde and breaking her hold. Rolling Deanna over

onto her back, Nicole straddled the dazed blonde's waist before assaulting

her foe with a flurry of punches, rights and lefts pounding away against the

blonde's temples and cheekbones.

Tori began to stir back by the garage, could feel blood trickling from her

puffy nose and lips. She wiped it away with her forearm, sat up to see her

sister getting the better of the blonde, and smiled a crooked, weary grin.

Then she heard gasping noises coming from her right, and looked over to see

Micki stirring again, perhaps getting ready to rejoin the ruckus. Tori glared

hatefully at her blonde nemesis; maybe Nicole hadn't done a thorough

suffocating job, or maybe Micki had faked being smothered, but Tori knew

there was no way she was going to let this bitch get back in the battle.

Tori clambered over to Micki on her hands and knees, each movement coursing

agony through her bruised and battered body, until she reached the blonde and

fastened her outstretched hands around Micki's vulnerable neck. Her hold

established, Tori began choking Micki with all remaining might, determined to

put her down for good even as Micki clawed and sputtered.

"No way, bitch," threatened Tori in a low voice. "No way are you getting back

in this fight. I'm gonna choke you 'till you're out, then I'm gonna help

Nicole finish off that slut sister of yours!"

In her weakened, semi-conscious state, Micki didn't offer her enemy much

resistance, even when she wrapped her hands about Tori's neck in a double

choke-out and squeezed as hard as she could; in a few minutes Tori had wrung

out the last of the blonde's consciousness with her bare hands. The blonde

slumped down in the grass and was still, this time for good. The battered

brunette tried to rise but instead slumped across her victim. Weak from her

own injuries, Tori drifted off to sleep, feeling that her sister was in

control of things ...

And she was. Back across the yard, Nicole had began slapping Deanna with the

back of her hands, flesh making a sharp cracking sound on flesh with each

blow. Deanna tried to push Nicole off her, but she was too exhausted from

wailing away on Tori - a mistake, she now knew - and too battered by Nicole

to mount much of an offensive.

Seeing her opponent fading, Nicole grinned evilly and then plunged downwards

with both hands to anchor them about Deanna's throat, thumbs stabbing down

hard into the blonde's windpipe and forcing her head back. Deanna gagged and

coughed as Nicole began to throttle her, the brunette's hands shaking the

blonde's head up and down, back and forth, and slamming it repeatedly against

the grass. Deanna's eyes were shut in anguish as Nicole poured on the

pressure, fingers tightening with each passing moment, hands squeezing like a

vise as Nicole strained to finish both the fight and her foe. It was just as

Nicole had tried in the first fight, only to lose when Deanna attacked her

foe's pussy and rendered her helpless.

"Nnnnhhh," came the determined sound from Nicole's mouth, like an engine

revving. Deanna could only respond with "guhhh" and "haullp" as spittle began

to cascade from the corners of her mouth. She clutched madly at Nicole's

wrists, but try as she might she could not loosen her competitor's vicious

grip. Her legs were useless, trapped under Nicole's body as the brunette

bounced up and down on the blonde's stomach. She reached up and tugged at the

brunette's curly dark locks, but Nicole only choked Deanna all the harder for

her insolence. Finally an exhausted Deanna offered no resistance at all, her

arms splaying out uselessly to the sides as she resigned herself to her

gruesome fate.

Nicole kept strangling and slamming, harder and harder, until she saw that

Deanna was no longer fighting back. She relaxed her grip for just a moment as

the real thought of victory began to set in; then Nicole wrapped her hands in

the back of Deanna's short hair and pulled the blonde upwards at the waist,

higher and higher until she stuffed Deanna's face into her sweaty bust.

Nicole went wild, pumping and grinding as she pushed Deanna further and

further into her full breasts, the brunette smothering all the remaining

oxygen from the defeated blonde, as pine needles covered both women's nude,

wet forms. Nicole worked her claws tighter into Deanna's hair as she pushed

her foe in harder, suffocating her like Deanna had done to her to win their

first fight back in Cape Cod.

Now it was Nicole's turn, and she was going to enjoy every second of her

conquest whether her victim was awake or not. Pumping and grinding and

pressing with her ample chest until she felt her own arms growing weak and

her pussy growing wet, Nicole finally released Deanna and let the blonde fall

back into the grass. Inhaling and exhaling rapidly in her excitement, Nicole

bent her head low over Deanna's mouth to hear the blonde still breathing,

albeit very weakly. Her hands resting on Deanna's breasts, Nicole squeezed

her foe's tits savagely, crushing them like oranges and provoking a small cry

from the blonde as the brunette smiled and prepared for the true

coup-de-grace.

Rising up off her prone sacrifice, Nicole walked forward over Deanna until

her feet were just above the blonde's head; then the brunette dropped down

and pressed the full weight of her shapely, luscious ass full into the

blonde's face, Deanna's nose disappearing up into Nicole's crack. The

brunette began to bounce up and down once more, alternately flexing and

relaxing her anterior cheeks as Deanna offered no opposition. The brunette

bounced joyously for the next few minutes, grinding away on her enemy's

countenance like mad for what seemed like forever, hands anchored tight

within her foe's flaxen hair. Sweaty ass cheeks rubbed away harder and

harder, Nicole growing wetter and wetter, until at last the brunette came all

over with a loud cry and was still.

Rising shakily to her bare feet some time later, Nicole looked down upon the

unconscious Deanna, and placed her hands on her own hips defiantly as she

placed the sole of her bare foot onto her enemy's sticky, out-cold face.

Nicole then looked back to see Tori slumped out cold on top of Micki, and

smiled as she realized her sister must have finished the other blonde bitch

off. Nicole would have liked to have done the deed herself, but no matter.

Mission accomplished. The brunettes had finally had their revenge.

END