Nancy glared at Barbara furiously. She realized she had grown to hate the brunette more than she had ever hated anyone in her life. How she longed to fasten her hands about her rival's throat and squeeze the life from her ...

Problem was, while Nancy was merely thinking of ending her foe's existence, Barbara was acting. Thus it was the brunette who wrapped her hands about the blonde's vulnerable neck, and began throttling her. Nancy gasped in agony and tried to pry Barbara's hands loose, but the brunette hung on determinedly, twisting and turning from side to side even as she continued to choke her prey to death. Steely fingers pressed in hard on the back of Nancy's neck, thumbs pressed down even harder on her windpipe as Barbara executed a textbook stranglehold on her high school rival, who was just as tall (5-10), as heavy (150 lbs.), and as leggy and as busty (36c) as herself. All the brunette needed to do now was simply hang on ...

She never got the chance to. In a last-ditch effort, Nancy began throwing punches wildly at her foe's face, swinging left and right and left again until finally she made contact with the bridge of Barbara's nose, stunning her attacker. Barbara tried to shake off the blow, but was hit by another, and another, each of them striking her square in the face, until Nancy finally connected her knuckles to Barbara's chin, knocking the brunette backwards and breaking her chokehold. Sucking in a few quick lungfuls of her air, her ample breasts rising and contracting with each inhalation and exhalation, Nancy suddenly shot forward, grabbing Barbara by the throat with both hands and choking her murderously. Barbara emitted a strangled cry as Nancy, jaw set and teeth clenched, began to pour on the pressure; the next instant, both young busty, leggy beauties were squealing and gasping for air as Barbara again seized Nancy's throat in her hands.

Now it was a question of who could hold out ... and who would succumb.

The stranglehold stalemate continued as Barbara and Nancy kept shifting and twisting around, each trying to throw the other off even as they continued crushing each others necks. Tighter and tighter they fastened their powerful hands about one anothers bloated throats, the outcome a complete toss-up, until one of them struck a low blow that sealed the issue.

Rearing back with her right leg even as she maintained her two-handed grasp on the blonde, Barbara pulled that shapely limb back as far as she could from her standing position, and then fired it upwards into Nancys soft, unprotected snatch. The blonde immediately howled in pain, her screams echoing twice more in the small forest as Barbara landed two more kicks to her pussy. Forsaking her own grip then to tend to her wounded womanhood, Nancy had unwittingly thrown the match to her dark-haired foe.

The brunette had suffered no such groin agony, and as such she was able to concentrate on choking her opponent as viciously as before. Barbs strong hands coiled tighter and tighter about the blondes vulnerable neck, until it seemed that they would break that neck in half. Trapped on the defensive, Nancy could only clutch madly at her attackers wrists, trying to pull free, but it was too late.

The canopy of trees began to swirl around the blonde as the last vestiges of air were choked from her heaving chest, Barbara refusing to give her victim any measure of relief. Nancy began to stagger under the unyielding pressure as if she were drunk, her footing growing more and more unsure, until finally she was forced to her knees where Barbara finished her off, the brunette shaking the blondes pretty head back and forth ferociously until at last she dumped her unconscious sacrifice down into the dirt. Barb then took great pleasure in stepping on the unconscious blondes limp body, rubbing the soiled soles of her bare feet over the other girls breasts, face, and throat. Then she headed back up the path to the hostel, leaving Nancy in the woods for whomever might find her nude form...