I figured that Susan should never have gotten involved, but it was little late for that now. It was our senior year of college and we had been dating since we met in September. Now it was the end of Spring Break, our undergraduate years drawing to a close in matter of months, and here Susan was struggling naked with a light-skinned black girl I had known back home ...

I'd known Jacqueline since junior high school. She was very smart and very sweet, and we stayed pretty good friends up until college - and then she just turned into a bitch before freshman classes started. A phenomenal-looking bitch, mind you - with cocoa skin, a fabulous face and a sleek body ending in two of the longest, best legs I have ever seen - but still a bitch.

Jacqueline and I pretty much ignored each other in college - we were in different curriculums and hardly ever saw each other - but I tried to make amends with her two weeks before Spring Break at an off-campus party. I figured what the hell, why not, after that night I'd probably never see her again. Oh, I'd fantasize about pounding that hot little body of hers in a bed for years to come, but in the real world, I really didn't ever want to talk to her again unless she had somehow changed.

Of course, she mouthed off and acted like the regular bitch she had been for years, and I said screw this and screw you, and walked away to find Susan. My senior-year squeeze, who was white like myself, had long glossy black hair that hung down to the middle of her back, and also had a pretty face and long legs, but with a little more meat on her bones than Jacqueline. She also had slightly bigger and firmer breasts. I said nothing to her about Jacqueline, and she didn't press me on who I had gone to talk to.

Well, not to drag things out as I usually do, but suffice it to say that Susan had seen our exchange and later confronted Jacqueline about it. She must have, because when I got back a day early from Spring Break to get some work done, I opened the back door to my apartment and heard noises downstairs like two people were in a fight. Imagine my shock - and delight - when I slipped down the stairs to find Susan and Jacqueline rolling across the floor in a fully nude, no holds barred catfight! So engrossed were they in doing damage to each other that they didn't even see me (though truth be told I was hiding behind the stairs and peeking out.)

They were struggling in the middle of the living room, and sad to say my girl was losing. She was pinned under the black girl, Jacqueline straddling Susan across the white girl's ample chest, but that wasn't the worst of it. The worst was that Jacqueline was smothering her opponent, one delicate hand clamped over my girlfriend's mouth and two orange-tipped fingers on the other pinching the brunette's nostrils shut ...

Susan bucked and struggled below, trying to throw Jacqueline off her chest while grasping the black girl's wrist and trying to pull those suffocating hands free of her face. Jacqueline held fast though, determination etched across her tight jaw as she clamped down even tighter on the brunette's face with both hands.

I could see Susan starting to fade from lack of oxygen as she fought to keep her eyes open. I thought about intervening, but decided to let them settle things themselves, even though I wanted to help my girlfriend out.

Turns out I didn't need to. Reaching up with both hands, Susan latched on to Jacqueline's shapely breasts and squeezed ferociously. The black beauty roared in agony and tried to smother Susan out cold, but after a few moments it was obvious the pain in her chest made it too difficult to continue. Releasing her smother holds, she clawed at Susan's greedy, clutching hands as my girl sucked back in some much-needed air.

"I'll kill you for this!" screamed Jacqueline, even as agony was written across her pretty face, eyes shut tight in pain.

"Sure you will," chided Susan from below, soft white hands twisting and mauling soft brown flesh. "Sure you will."

They grunted and groaned as they strained against one another. Doubling her attack, Susan arched upwards and managed to thrust her long lovely legs up and over Jacqueline's head; then she crisscrossed them in front of the ebony wrestler's face and pushed down to snap Jacqueline down to the floor and off the white woman's chest. Susan scrambled out from underneath Jacqueline's ass and clamped down harder with her double-breast crush, even pinching Jacqueline's thick nipples with her fingertips from tie to time. Jacqueline shook back and forth on the rug, trying to twist free, but in vain. Susan grinned malevolently as she punished her foe, intent on crushing her sacks like water balloons; but that smile quickly faded as Jacqueline reached up with both hands and squeezed them about Susan's exposed throat in a murderous stranglehold.

Susan gagged and reached up to try and pull Jacqueline's hands loose, but the black woman was relentless. She was flat on her back, but still strong enough to shake Susan's head up and down as she tightened those cocoa hands about her opponent's alabaster throat.

"Bitch!" cursed Jacqueline! "I'll choke the life from you!"

Now I was afraid. Jacqueline may not have been as voluptuous as Susan, maybe giving up 10-15 pounds to her opponent, but she was strong - strong enough to squeeze the breath from Susan if she could maintain her upside-down stranglehold. Jacqueline then began to pull Susan down towards her with those terrible hands, my girl coughing and sputtering all the while through her oppressed windpipe, her eyes shut in agony. I started to get up from my vantagepoint as the black beauty prepared to wring the life out of her Caucasian enemy with her bare hands ...

That's when Susan saved herself by jamming a finger down Jacqueline's throat until the black babe was gagging and retching violently, her chokehold relinquished in the process. Susan again began to inhale deep lungfuls of air, her sweated bust rising and collapsing repeatedly as she grabbed Jacqueline by the hair and pulled her up to her knees. I sat back down again, out of sight once more, smiling as I saw Susan really could take care of herself, even against such a Nubian tigress.

Jacqueline had recovered and started to mutter, "You lousy wh ..." but never got to finish her sentence as Susan slammed a fist into her foe's face, knocking her onto her bare back.

"Fuck you, slut!" thundered Susan just before she dove into her opponent. They grabbed each other in steel grips and rolled and wrestled on the carpeted floor, neither woman able to gain the advantage until Susan finally did. Pinning Jacqueline to the floor with her greater weight, the brunette then seized Jacqueline by the throat with both hands and began choking her to death, punctuating her efforts by slamming the black beauty's head repeatedly against the rug as Jacqueline cried out in anguish.

"Bitch!" screamed Susan at the woman suffering in her hands. "Now we'll see who chokes who! You're dead, you black bitch! Dead!"

Susan began to slam Jacqueline's head against the ground with greater force, fully intent upon choking the life from her opponent, who had tried to do the same to her moments before when the roles had been reversed. Jacqueline groped frantically at Susan's wrists, trying to pull those killing hands loose as the brunette squeezed the breath from her, but her rival's grip was too strong. The black babe was fading fast, her breath exhaled in harsh, ragged gasps as my girl prepared to finish her off.

"Die!" shrieked Susan at her entrapped prey. "Die!" She only had to hold on ...

In a last-ditch effort to survive, Jacqueline reached up and dug her sharp nails into Susan's firm, hanging breasts, clawing long red scratches into the soft white flesh with her long, orange-colored nails. Susan wailed like a banshee as her enemy counterattacked her, and in a supreme fit of rage dragged Jacqueline upwards by the throat until they were standing face-to-face on their bare feet, Susan's hands still tightening about Jacqueline's throat, Jacqueline's hands still gouging Susan's tits. My current squeeze shook my old classmate back-and-forth fiercely, trying to break the sable siren's neck, but in the end the pain in Susan's breasts was simply too great to continue holding on. She unfastened her hands from about the ebony beauty's neck and began slapping her wildly, palms smacking and cracking against Jacqueline's soft cheeks until the other woman's breast-claw holds disintegrated.

They backed off, both badly injured. Susan sobbed as she rubbed her battered breasts, while Jacqueline coughed hoarsely in regaining her breath as she rubbed her raw, ravaged throat. They glared at each other as they recovered, eager to inflict more damage upon one another, but still not quite ready to renew physical hostilities. Instead they spat insults at one another to pass the time until they could come to grips once more.

"You'll pay for that, whore," croaked Jacqueline, still rubbing her wounded throat. "I'm gonna mess you up good."

"Go to hell," shot back Susan. "Another minute and I would have finished you off."

"But you didn't ... and now you're gonna pay the price."

Suddenly Jacqueline lunged at Susan and tackled her about the legs, pulling her to the ground. They slapped and cursed and swung and kicked at one another, with Susan landing a punishing uppercut to Jacqueline's chin that knocked her flat onto her back. Susan waded over on her knees to her fallen foe, intent on softening up her gut with her fists, when Jacqueline lashed out with her bare feet, kicking Susan right in the chest. My girl yelled and fell onto her ass, as Jacqueline struck out again. The toes of her left foot gripped Susan's right nipple like a mini-vise, while her right foot plastered itself over Susan's face, toes pinching Susan's nostrils shut, sole sealing off her mouth.

Susan uttered a muffled cry as Jacqueline laughed out loud and poured on the pressure, trying to foot-smother her foe. The brunette gripped her tormentor's ankles, trying to pull her feet away, but no dice, even on Susan's slick and sweaty flesh. Finally she resorted to pounding her opponent's shins with her balled-up fists, bone crashing against bone, until finally Jacqueline cried out and let go.

Susan now rushed Jacqueline from her knees, wrapping her arms about her enemy's waist before jerking her to feet and squeezing her in a backbreaking bearhug. Jacqueline screeched as all the pain in the world collected in her spine, Susan's interlocked fists pressing like mad into the small of the black beauty's bare back ...

The black woman cried out as the brunette crushed the fight from her in a bearhug. Jacqueline's arms flailed wildly at her sides as Susan constricted her enemy even more and began to cave in her ribs. Jacqueline emitted one last scream before pounding away madly with her fists at Susan's collarbones. Susan shrieked at this new onslaught, but then snapped her pretty head forward to bash her skull against Jacqueline's nose, stunning the dark-skinned siren and ending her escape attempt.

Susan then continued squeezing Jacqueline for all she was worth, arms winding tighter and tighter as the black woman moaned in agony, until suddenly Susan dropped her foe almost two feet down so that the black beauty's face was level with Susan's heaving bust. Without warning, Susan then seized Jacqueline by the back of the head and plunged her victim face-first into her size 36c breasts, intent on suffocating her. Jacqueline bucked and squirmed in Susan's arms, but the brunette held her fast, soft flesh filling the black girl's breathing passages and smothering the life from her. Jacqueline brought her long nails into the fray, but it was too late. She struggled briefly as she scratched Susan's ample chest, her struggles growing feebler and feebler, until finally she was still. Susan held her upright for a few more moments, before dropping Jacqueline onto the floor in a curled-up ball of bare black flesh.

Susan then strided over to where I was. "Well," she smiled, "You gonna hide there all day, cutie, or you gonna come out and congratulate me?"

"Apparently somebody found my hidey-hole," I replied.

"Apparently," she smiled again.

I smiled back as I reached out to clutch her naked breasts, tingling with sweat. She sighed softly and closed her eyes as I gave them a slight squeeze ...

Next thing we knew Susan was being jerked backwards, her eyes wide open as she gagged and gasped for air, Jacqueline's hands squeezing about the brunette's throat from behind. Apparently the black-skinned beauty had only faked her defeat, and had attacked her foe again when Susan was confident that things were over. The tables had turned again ...

Jacqueline began to shake Susan back and forth like a rag doll, intent upon on strangling the life from her from behind. Even as she applied unyielding pressure to Susan's windpipe, she shot a hateful glance at me.

"Now you can watch me choke the life out of your bitch, you bastard!" she spat.

I got up to move towards Jacqueline, determined to free Susan even if I had to throttle that black bitch with my own hands. Then I looked at my girlfriend struggling to break free, her fingers intertwining with her attacker's, and the look in Susan's wide blue eyes seemed to tell me, "Don't worry, I'll take care of this."

A moment later she did, slamming an elbow back into Jacqueline's unprepared gut, followed by another. Jacqueline groaned as she was struck in the stomach twice. She still managed to keep her hands around Susan's neck, but her hold had been weakened. Sensing this, Susan managed to twist around violently, and wrenched free of her foe's grasp as they came face-to-face. Susan then seized a surprised Jacqueline by the shoulders and threw her sideways, the black beauty's flight halting only when she crashed into the front door back first. Susan was immediately upon her enemy, sinking alternating rights and lefts into Jacqueline's gut and breasts, even punching her twice across the face, before grabbing the ebony lovely by the hair and slamming the back of her head hard against the door several times. Jacqueline then stood there motionless, battered and bruised beyond belief, unsure of who or where she was after the pounding she had just taken. As such, she offered no resistance as Susan reached down to clamp her hands over her enemy's nose and mouth and start suffocating her.

"You tried to smother me with your hands before, bitch," reminded Susan. "Now it's my turn to return the favor!" She pressed down hard over Jacqueline's face, hands forming a pair of airtight seals, as Jacqueline twisted and turned her head in a vain effort to breathe. Susan simply held on, hands like industrial adhesive over her foe's pretty face, as Jacqueline weakened in the brunette's grasp, deprived of life-giving oxygen. Finally, when it looked Jacqueline was going to pass out, Susan released her, but only for a few moments so the black woman could suck some much-needed air into her lungs. Then Susan again lowered her hands and clenched them tightly about Jacqueline's vulnerable neck, choking her mercilessly.

"Oh ... god ... " Jacqueline sighed as she pulled at Susan's wrists to no avail. Susan only clenched her teeth and poured on the pressure, hands like a vise, until Jacqueline's tongue hung out of her mouth. "Guuuhh ..." was the only word the mahogany-skinned siren could mouth as Susan strangled her, until again, just before Jacqueline's lights almost went out, Susan once more relinquished her grip, teasing her prey with the prospect of air, however brief. A few moments later, and Susan plunged Jacqueline's lovely face into her breasts again, totally smothering her foe as she pressed her up against the door, finally finishing the fight as Jacqueline ultimately collapsed unconscious - for real this time - just a few minutes later.

Susan stood over her victim for the next minute or so, rubbing her bare feet over the black woman's face and breasts, breaking off only when I grabbed a hold of her and forced her up against the far wall, having already removed all my clothes. We hungrily devoured each other's mouths as we rubbed our hands all over each other, my hands squeezing her ample breasts as she fondled my prick.

"Did you like that, hon?" she gasped in between kisses.

"Baby, you were beautiful!" I mouthed before our lips pressed together again.

Eventually I sucked both of Susan's beautiful round boobs for all they were worth while she was up against the wall, before lowering her to the floor where we united, wrapping about each other and squeezing passionately. Jacqueline still lay unconscious at the foot of the door, but as to what happened to her next in my apartment ... well, that's another story.

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