Nude Apartment Wrestling by Damon

Kathleen and Jennifer entered the apartment one after the other. Jennifer
found the switch where she knew it to be, and with a flick of her wrist, the
small one-bedroom dwelling came alive with light. The kitchenette and dining
area were off to the right, the spacious living room where they would wrestle
each other was straight ahead.

"Nice place," admitted Kathleen, who stepped into the living room and
immediately noticed the balcony to the right, nestled behind sliding glass
doors. "Wish we could fight out there."

"Yeah, me too," sighed Jennifer, "but let's not give the neighbors a thrill
just yet."

They laughed together as Jennifer closed the blinds guarding the balcony, and
then proceeded to strip down for action, dresses and stockings and shoes
being peeled off layer by layer until at last they both stood stark naked in
the apartment. Tossing their discarded vestments into the hall closet, the
two beautiful young nude girls faced each other in the center of the living
room. Sizing each other up as was their custom, their ample breasts heaving
and falling with anxiety and anticipation, they crouched down, putting their
weight on the balls of their bare feet, and began circling.

"You're going down this time, baby," chided Jennifer, still smarting a bit
from her loss in their second motel struggle the week before.

"No, I think I'm gonna make it two straight, hon," jeered Kathleen, a
decisive victor the last time out.

They circled some more, each never taking her eyes off her opponent, before
coming together and sinking their nailed hands deep into each other's ass
cheeks. They began bashing together, softly at first and then harder, pussies
banging simultaneously and breasts squashing into each other's tits as they
moaned softly with eyes shut tight. They continued their mutual physical
assault several more times before clenching together, groins grinding
concurrently and boobs caving into one another.

They squeezed against one another for long moments, each women feeling
ecstasy in the other's form, until Jennifer withdrew her hands from
Kathleen's rear-end and reached up to clutch them hard about the brunette's
breasts. Kathleen gasped in surprise before returning the favor, and soon
both women were mauling each other's mammaries to the best of their
catfighting ability, crushing each other's soft mounds like sponges as both
females squealed in agony. The fight was truly on, until only one of them was
left standing ...

Jennifer shifted her grip, releasing Kathleen's right breast and reaching up
and behind the brunette's shoulders to come down in front and clamp her left
hand on top of Kathleen's left tit, her right hand still clamped on from
below. Her new hold established, Jennifer squeezed Kathleen's left breast
viciously with both of her hands, concentrating all her efforts on crushing
that one mound of soft flesh.

"Bitch ..." mouthed Kathleen as she released her own holds and began clawing
at Jennifer's fingers, trying to dislodge them from her breast. Both girls
sank to their knees as the redhead began to take control of the fight.

The redhead merely grinned with malicious delight as she poured on the
pressure. "Gonna squeeze your tit till it pops," she promised. She caught a
glimpse of Kathleen's agony, the brunette's eyes shut tight and her head
thrown back as she suffered in the redhead's grip. Badly in pain, Kathleen
seized Jennifer by the hair with her right hand and began pulling madly,
trying to pull Jennifer's head off if she could. Anything to make her foe let
go.

"Owwww!" squealed Jennifer as the brunette began to yank hard on her
strawberry locks. She tried hard to ignore the pain, concentrating her focus
on mauling Kathleen's left mammary, fingers squeezing ruthlessly, thumbnails
digging into the aroused brown nipple. In the end, though, the pain in
Jennifer's scalp was too much for her to ignore, and she reached out to clamp
her hands about either side of Kathleen's pretty face and begin to press
inward.

Kathleen moaned at this new discomfort, feeling her cheeks caving into the
rest of her pretty face, and she released her hair hold to claw at Jennifer's
mouth, digging her fingers into its corners and pulling outwards. Jennifer
groaned as she felt her mouth being pulled apart, gums and teeth fully
exposed, and she pulled her hands back to smack them across Kathleen's
cheeks, stunning the brunette and making her let go. Regaining the advantage,
Jennifer reached down and wound her long arms about Kathleen's waist before
pressing her fists into the small of Kathleen's back and constricting her in
a bearhug. Kathleen moaned again as she felt her back breaking, her eyes
still closed in anguish, while Jennifer's eyes were wide with glee, her lips
creased in a wicked smile as she squeezed the breath from her equally-shapely
opponent in her vise-like grip.

"This ought to take the fight out of you, Kath," teased Jennifer as she
licked her lips with delight.

"Not ... yet, Jenn," Kathleen answered through tortured lungs, the air being
compressed out of her body. She pushed at Jennifer's shoulders, trying to
push free, but soon realized it was a wasted effort. Switching her attack,
she wrapped her own arms about Jennifer's body and squeezed back, breasts
squashing together sensuously again as both women struggled for advantage.
They continued in their bearhug battle for a long while, moaning and sighing
as their nipples and crotches rubbed together perpetually.

Finally Kathleen tired of being compressed in Jennifer's arms, and began to
push away at the redhead's lower jaw with both of her hands, bending Jennifer
back further and further until the redhead felt her spine cracking, and
released. Kathleen pushed Jennifer back onto the carpet, and the redhead
quickly scuttled away to a safe distance as both young women took time out to
catch their breath and plan their next strategy.

Rising to her bare feet as Kathleen did the same several feet away, Jennifer
playfully brushed the soft gray carpet with her toes, moving her foot back in
front of her repeatedly as if drawing an imaginary line she dared Kathleen to
cross. The brunette stared straight at her rival and approached the redhead
cautiously, hands raised in front of her for protection should Jennifer lunge
suddenly. The redhead took Kathleen's cue and raised her own hands, and soon
their fingers were interlocked in a test of female strength.

They struggled and strained against each other, bare feet shuffling and
slipping on the carpeted floor, but neither woman could get the best of the
other as they pushed and pressed against one another, so evenly matched were
they. They ultimately broke loose from each other's grips with a game of
mercy, each woman twisting and turning with her hands and arms until she
pulled free. They backed off slightly, and glared at one another.

"I'm not going to lose in my own house, Kathleen," warned Jennifer, standing
up straight. "I'm not. No way. If you think - bleaagh!"

The redhead's words were cut off as Kathleen sprang forward and wrapped her
hands about Jennifer's throat in a chokehold, the favorite move of the two
fighters. Jennifer gurgled and gasped as she tore at Kathleen's hands, trying
to break loose.

"You talk too much, Jenn," scolded Kathleen as she tightened her hold, thumbs
pressing down hard on the redhead's windpipe. "Now hang on while I squeeze
the breath out of you."

They fought in this fashion for the next minute or so, Jennifer tugging
wildly at Kathleen's wrists and trying to dislodge them, Kathleen holding on
as she squeezed harder and harder, determined to choke the redhead out cold
in her own home. They came together again, furry crotches and smooth stomachs
sliding against one another as Kathleen's forearms pressed in on Jennifer's
full breasts, the brunette right up in the redhead's face as she took control
of their combat. Jennifer gagged as she struggled to breathe, her tongue
hanging out as she felt herself fading in her foe's grasp. Kathleen shook
Jennifer back and forth as she throttled her, feeling she needed only a few
more minutes before Jennifer would pass out in her unyielding grip. The
brunette's fingers pressed in tight on the back of the redhead's neck, her
thumbs dug in deeper into her rival's throat as Kathleen prepared to apply
the coup de grace ...

... and caught a knee in the cunt for her troubles. The sound of bone on bone
was unmistakable as Jennifer's knee cap made direct contact with Kathleen's
pubic bone.

Kathleen cried out and released her chokehold and bent over to clutch her
wounded pussy, as Jennifer rubbed her raw throat with both hands and inhaled
deeply, trying to suck in as much sweet, stale air as she could. Recovering
slightly as Kathleen moaned low and long in agony, Jennifer locked her hands
together and brought them down in the middle of Kathleen's back, driving the
already-injured brunette to her knees. Jennifer stood admiring her triumph,
still trying to breathe normally, and prepared to land a second double-blow
when she felt hands grabbing her behind her knees and pulling her down and
forward, feet first. The redhead crashed on her back with a loud thud, the
hard impact knocking some of the recovered breath from her body. She could
see Kathleen kneeling over her, trying to surge forward and perhaps renew her
chokehold, but the brunette made the mistake of trying to go up the middle.

Before she could attack the redhead again, Kathleen felt Jennifer's long legs
sliding about her waist and squeezing her in a powerful scissors hold, the
redhead locking her ankles to increase the pressure. The brunette groaned and
pulled at her enemy's calves, trying to pull loose from their grip, but
Jennifer only laughed and squeezed harder, her hands braced beneath her body
for support. Kathleen threw back her head and howled as Jennifer poured on
the pressure, the redhead trying to squeeze the life from her opponent and
looking to be more than able to accomplish her goal until Jennifer felt
Kathleen's hand groping between the redhead's legs, finding a hold, and
clamping down hard.

Jennifer squealed as Kathleen squeezed her cunt like a vise, and her scissors
hold weakened, just long enough for Kathleen to wriggle free with the aid of
her other arm. Thus free, Kathleen brought her other hand to bear between
Jennifer's legs, the redhead squealing even louder as her arms and legs
flailed wildly.

"No ... no, stop," she pleaded.

"Uh-uh," mocked Kathleen, preparing to slip her index finger inside the
redhead. "Oh, I'm gonna enjoy this, baby."

Feeling herself passing out, Jennifer forced herself upwards to seize
Kathleen's nipples with her fingertips; then using her body weight, she fell
backwards, as she stretched the brunette's nipples like taffy. The anguished
brunette shrieked and immediately let go of Jennifer's crotch to clutch at
her wounded chest, the dark-haired beauty sniffling, feeling as though her
pointed brown hershey kisses were on fire. The two women rolled away from one
another to lick their respective wounds, with Jennifer softly massaging her
velvety pussy as she whimpered to herself.

They lay there for a long while, each female tending to her own needs, until
at last they came to grips again ...

Kathleen came up behind the redhead and reached over her enemy to grab
Jennifer by the ankles and lift the redhead's long legs high into the air,
with Jennifer still flat on her back. Jennifer shrieked as her legs and
calves were stretched, and she reached up to clutch her greedy hands about
Kathleen's soft breasts and squeeze hard. The brunette cried out herself and
bit down with her open mouth on Jennifer's exposed toes, eliciting a further
shriek from the redhead. They continued in this fashion for a while longer -
struggling, stretching, squeezing, biting - until they both broke off their
attacks and fell to the floor, exhausted and in pain.

Lying side by side, they came in close to one another and clamped their hands
over each other's mouths and noses, trying to suffocate one another. Their
eyes were shut tight as both women struggled to breathe. Growing lightheaded
as they deprived one another of oxygen, Kathleen ended their impasse by
gripping Jennifer's chin with one hand and fastening her other hand atop
Jennifer's skull before twisting Jennifer's head from side to side, trying to
wring the redhead's neck. Jennifer immediately broke off her smother hold to
combat this new menace, and was moaning in pain before grabbing Kathleen by
the wrists and trying to stave off the brunette's attack. They battled up
onto their knees, Kathleen still trying to twist Jennifer's head off even as
her hands were restrained, until Kathleen shifted her grip again and got
behind the redhead. Quickly regaining her feet, Kathleen draped her legs over
Jennifer and then sat atop the redhead's shoulders before renewing her
neck-wringer, hands now twisting Jennifer's neck from behind. The redhead
moaned low and long as she suffered in her foe's grip, her predicament made
worse by the fact that Kathleen was now pressing in on Jennifer's head with
her smooth, strong thighs, squeezing the red head like an overripe melon.
Jennifer squealed and beat at her rival's thighs with her clenched fists,
pounding and punching as hard as she could, but could do little damage from
her awkward position. Indeed, it was soon clear to both of them that Jennifer
was getting the worst of the affair.

Kathleen maintained the head-scissors, squeezing for all she was worth with
her strong thighs, one of her hands now covering the redhead's mouth and
smothering her. The brunette suffocated and squeezed for what seemed to be an
eternity as the redhead grew weaker and weaker, punches growing softer and
more infrequent, until Kathleen no longer felt Jennifer's fists pounding away
at her legs. Looking down, she saw that Jennifer was out cold.

Breathing a deep sigh of relief, Kathleen untangled her long legs from about
the redhead's neck and stood up as Jennifer dropped to the carpet and lay
still. Running her hands through her dark, sweated hair, the cute brunette
made her way to the phone on a stand in the far corner, and dialed her work
extension to leave herself a reminder about a project for the upcoming week.
She heard the usual robotic greeting, punched in her access code, heard her
own recorded voice, and waited for the beep to begin speaking.

"Hello, self. Just remember that on Monday afternoon you have to ---- urkkk!"

Suddenly a knot of agony had collected in her throat and was squeezing hard
from behind. Kathleen was able to peer out of the corner of her eye to see
that Jennifer had regained her feet, had snuck up on her adversary from
behind, and then fastened her hands around the brunette's neck from the rear.

"It's not nice to turn your back on me," kidded Jennifer as she choked
Kathleen, fingers pressing in hard on the brunette's windpipe. Kathleen
dropped the phone as agony coursed through her lungs, and tried to pry
Jennifer's fingers loose from her throat, but to no avail. The brunette felt
herself being shaken back and forth as Jennifer throttled her, hands
tightening about Kathleen's throat in the process; and then Kathleen felt
herself being dragged backwards, her flailing feet failing to gain purchase
on the soft carpet as Jennifer took control.

Jennifer dragged Kathleen back further and further, still maintaining her
grip, until they reached the bathroom door on the left, straight across from
the single bedroom. Spinning Kathleen to the right some 90 degrees, the
redhead twisted one of the brunette's arms behind her back in a perfect
hammerlock, and removed her other hand from the brunette's throat to fasten
it in the back of Kathleen's dark curly locks. Jennifer then shoved Kathleen
forward into the bathroom, flicking the light switch up with her own shoulder
as she did so, and pushed the brunette forward on the smooth white vinyl
floor. Jamming her knee into the back of one of Kathleen's knees, Jennifer
forced both women down to the floor, the redhead on the brunette's back,
until they were kneeling in front of the open toilet. Suddenly Kathleen felt
her head being pushed down towards the open bowl (the seat already
surprisingly up, in a woman's apartment, no less), and could do nothing as
her rival bounced on her back and forced her face down towards the sitting
water.

"You asshole!" cursed Kathleen. "This is way over the line, Jenn!"

"Oh, eat shit, Kath," giggled Jennifer, realizing that would be almost true.
She pressed down harder with her right hand, fingers curling tight about
Kathleen's hair, shoving the brunette further and further down until
Kathleen's nose and mouth were touching the water's glassy surface. Jennifer
then reached out with her other hand to pull the lever and flush her foe .

. and caught an elbow in her stomach, before getting butted in the face by
the back of Kathleen's fast-rising skull. Jennifer hit the far wall hard, as
Kathleen spun to face her, the brunette's face a mask of pure rage.

'Sick bitch!" Kathleen cursed again.

She reached out with both hands, intent upon on closing them around the
redhead's neck like a vise, but only caught a left hook in the face from
Jennifer. Regaining her advantage, the redhead wrapped her arms about
Kathleen's head and shoulders and sent both beauties tumbling sideways into
the tub. They kicked and kicked, until they were both fully inside, and then
Jennifer reached out with one hand to get the shower going, turning on the
faucet semi-cold while pulling up the shower plunger on her downswing.

The clear water washed down over both battling babes as they tumbled about
the tub, struggling fiercely as they sought to regain their feet. Making it
to their knees, they began to push up upwards together while tearing at each
other's soaked hair, their breasts and pussies pressing together as they
fought to the finish with their faces right in each other's. They tried
squeezing each other in a mutual bear hug, tits and cunts pressing together
even more erotically, and then latched on to each other's heaving breasts
with their hands and squeezed, both women sighing in closed-eye ecstasy.
Suddenly Jennifer shot forward and pressed her lips against Kathleen's,
surprising the brunette. Shocked at first, Kathleen then began to kiss her
rival back, the tips of their tongues meeting briefly, until Jennifer
suddenly pulled away and head-butted Kathleen right on the forehead. Kathleen
yelped as she hit the back of the shower wall with the back of her head, and
was helpless just long enough for Jennifer to reach up and clutch her hands
about her opponent's throat.

"Got you!" squealed the redhead as she strangled her opponent once more, this
time from the front. Kathleen grimaced in agony and tried to pull Jennifer's
hands off her throat, but the redhead's grip was like cement on the
brunette's smooth skin. Thumbs stabbed down hard as Jennifer cut off
Kathleen's air, and the brunette gasped hoarsely as the breath was squeezed
from her body.

"God . auggh ." was all the anguished brunette could mutter, as her enemy
choked the life from her.

"No divine intervention for you today, baby," joked Jennifer as she forced
Kathleen downwards, riding down with her struggling prey until Jennifer
twisted hard to the right and wrenched their wet bodies out of the tub and
onto the floor. Once there, Jennifer straddled Kathleen, pinning the
brunette's arms to her sides, before clamping one hand over the brunette's
mouth and pinching her nose shut with the other, forming a pair of airtight
seals over Kathleen's breathing passages. The brunette twisted from side to
side, trying to wriggle free, but there was absolutely no chance of that this
time. She smothered in Jennifer's fierce grip, her struggles growing weaker
until she finally stopped moving all together. Kathleen tried to suck in
whatever air she could, but tasted only her foe's sweated palm as she began
to pass out.

Suddenly the hands lifted from Kathleen's face, and she could breathe again -
but only for a fleeting moment. She opened her eyes and saw Jennifer
descending upon her from above, furry red snatch coming up fast to meet
Kathleen's pouty mouth. The brunette tried to mutter "no", but her cry was
soon muffled by Jennifer's soft pussy, as the sexy redhead began to grind up
and down on her hapless victim's face. Kathleen scratched and clawed at
Jennifer's shapely round ass, but couldn't push free as Jennifer humped away
on her foe's pretty face, with only Kathleen's closed eyes and slicked-back
hair visible beneath Jennifer's writhing, wet crotch. The redhead ground away
on Kathleen for what seemed like hours, her cunt hair soft and moist on
Kathleen's smooth skin and lips, until she felt Kathleen stop struggling and
could barely hear the brunette breathing.

Drawing back, Jennifer then pushed forward until she was flattened out atop
Kathleen, hands once more snaking about Kathleen's neck as she twisted the
brunette's head from side to side on the wet floor. The redhead's hands
gripped and squeezed about the brunette's throat for a few more long moments,
tightening with each passing second, until Kathleen slumped in Jennifer's
grasp and was still.

Rising to her bare feet, smiling widely as she ran her hands through her
soaked scalp, Jennifer placed one foot on her unconscious adversary's pretty
face. The redhead then gave it a slight shove, before shutting down the
cascading shower and then toweling herself off and heading into the bedroom,
leaving Kathleen out cold on the bathroom floor to awaken. Awaken, and
remember her latest, greatest defeat.

END