Missy again was alone at Melissa’s. Everyone was away. Melissa had splurged and taken Terri and Grace away for the weekend to NYC. Missy had the music turned up and was sweating profusely. She had heard that the yearly women’s tag team fight was to be held and she thought of getting two partners and fighting. Kari was secretly working out and Grace just kept getting bigger and tougher. Terri had a minor skirmish at school and embarrassed a girl. Missy thought if push came to shove she’d pick Grace over Terri. Missy had on nothing but a black thong and a grey cutoff tee. She was drenched in sweat because of the cardio and the fact she pushed the temp up high in the workout room. She was sweating so much that she could see her breasts in the mirror through the tee. As part of the routine she was dancing in place and turning also. She turned and the music abruptly stopped. She turned and someone was standing by the door. She had a robe on. “Sorry the front door was open and actually it worked out better this way.” Missy’s eyes focused and she could see it was Darlene Land. Darlene let the robe drop and Missy could see it was a new and improved Darlene. She had lost oh about 25 pounds and had work done on her chest. She was now fuller and not so saggy. She was also more muscled up. She was also nude. And it now looked like she was a REAL blonde. And she was nude.
“I want to fight you. I came over to fight either of the kids or the fat shit but you seem to be the only one here. So if you’re not a pussy I’ll kick your ass.” Missy was taken back. She’d been looking for a fight and one was smacking her in the face. And truth be known she’d been attracted to Darlene since her fight with Debbie Morgan. She respected Darlene for holding out in the fight even though her arms were tied behind her. “After the fight with Debbie I was hooked. I worked out and lost weight. I smacked a woman in the super market hoping she’d retaliate. Then I drove around some tough areas and picked fights. The chickenshit females now run when they see my car. I tied some chunky Hispanic woman to a telephone pole in her undies. The woman was a mess and I felt great. I was only pissed I hadn’t had time to force her to do me. But now I have plenty of time. Submissions only. No pins or somebody passing out. The woman has to scream her submission. Ok?” “So you pathetic piece of crap you now feel empowered and go around beating other woman up? Pathetic. Yeah I’ll fight you and I’ll kick your ass and see this spot right here?” Missy pointed to one spot on the mat. Darlene nodded. “This is where your head will be when you’re eating me out.” Darlene’s face turned dark. “Let’s fight.” Missy stripped off the tee and thong and dried off as best she could. She turned and Darlene was there. Darlene was a very pretty blonde in her forties. She was 5’7 and now about 155. She was pale skinned and had muscled up. Her once chubby legs now had some muscles. Missy knew she was tough having seen her win a fight in that for most of the fight her wrists were tied behind her and wouldn’t submit. Missy was 5’5 and about 150. She had become very well muscled again. She had short brown hair and had a small chest. Darlene had her beat in that department, her chest now a very repectable pair of 36’s.
As they circled it was a good pairing. Darlene was a shade bigger and light skinned. Missy made up for the size difference being stronger and was darker. Both feinted and attempted takedowns and missed. Darlene even though she hadn’t exerted herself began sweating. Missy went for a takedown and slipped. Darlene seized on the opportunity by grabbing Missy’s hair and hitting in the side of the head with 2 sharp forearms. Darlene followed up pulling a stunned Missy to her feet, bear hugging her, lifting her and driving her down and making contact to Darlene’s knee with Missy’s crotch. Missy went down with both hands clutching her pussy. “Missy Tough Girl. Not any more bitch. There’s a new tough girl on the block. Maybe I’ll tie you up so you’re found when they get home.” Darlene pranced around and dropped a knee to Missy’s upper shoulder area. Then Darlene stood above Missy and spread her legs wide open and dropped a head butt to Missy’s crotch. Missy screamed. “Wanna submit?” “Fuck you, blondie.” Darlene turned Missy over and pulled her right leg up as high as it would go. Missy was slapping the mat. Darlene had her right leg placed in the small of Missy’s back as she lifted. Finally Darlene released and with all her weight Darlene dropped on Missy’s back. Missy screamed and cried. “Wanna give now, loser. You were something once. Not now.” Through tears Missy mumbled, “Fuck you.” Missy realized she was a slow starter but she WAS getting her ass kicked. Darlene sat on Missy’s ass and with her fists assaulted Missy’s back. Where Darlene was sitting Missy had no angle to stop Darlene from hitting her. After about 15-20 punches Darlene stopped and pulled Missy back by the hair and grabbed her chin. Darlene pulled back so far Missy thought she might have permanent damage and did scream, “No more.” Darlene stood in front of Missy and Missy kissed her foot. Missy face was down and she was recuperating and gathering herself. Darlene was making a cardinal sin. Missy kissing her feet was getting Darlene off and she was playing with herself. Darlene’s nipples were extended. “Time to eat me, bitch. If I beat you up anymore I’ll kill you and you won’t be able to do me.” Darlene picked Missy up to her knees and moved in and placed her pussy inches from Missy’s mouth. “Eat it.” Missy was a mess and sore. Darlene had hurt her back more than anyone had ever done. If Darlene had kept it up Missy WOULD have submitted but new fighters never stayed with a hold long enough. Missy looked up and saw Darlene’s shaved pussy. Missy moved her tongue to the pussy and Darlene straightened up. Missy threw a punch with her right that Darlene deflected. “No mam, none of that. I expected you to do that. Now..” She never got a chance to finish. Missy rolled back and kicked Darlene in the crotch with both feet. She doubled over and went to her knees.
Missy stood up gingerly. Darlene had hurt her. Missy viciously backhanded Darlene, almost taking her head off. She limped around and raised Darlene’s head off the mat and punched her in the face. The blow drove Darlene to her back. Seeing Darlene in bad shape put a spring back in Missy’s step. She, too, spread Darlene’s legs but jumped up and drove her knee in Darlene’s pussy. Darlene shrieked. Missy didn’t move and continued to grind her knee in Darlene’s pussy. Tears came down Darlene’s face and words attempted to come out but none did. That was the pain she was in. Missy released Darlene’s legs and grabbed two handfuls of tit along with her knee grinding. More tears poured down. Darlene convulsed and her body shuddered. Missy kept up the pressure and moved and punched the already weakened pussy 4 times. Darlene attempted to cover herself up. Missy picked Darlene up by the thighs and began to jam her elbow into the unprotected pussy. Darlene was moaning unlike anything Missy had heard. Missy released her and sat on her face facing her feet and took her fist and ground into Darlene’s pussy. Missy’s assault on Darlene’s pussy was past 5 minutes and Missy was amazed that Darlene hadn’t submitted. Missy thought to herself that if the shoe was on the other foot she would have submitted to Darlene had her pussy been attacked like this. Missy thought maybe she couldn’t get Darlene to submit by attacking her pussy. If I attack another part of the body maybe that’s what she wants. Alright thought Missy, she stood Darlene up and flung her into the padded wall. Now it was Darlene’s turn to look pitiful. She stood against the wall holding her pussy and massaging it. Missy stepped to her and punched her in the chin. Darlene’s hands went to her face and Missy kicked her right between the legs. Darlene went to her knees and covered up. Missy came to the side and took a running start and knee lifted Darlene in the unprotected face. Darlene’s head bounced off the wall and she went down. Missy turned Darlene over to her back and sat on her chest. Missy began to take measured punches to Darlene’s face. Missy was prepared to deliver only 10 punches but only threw 5. “No more. I give. I submit. I’lll do whatever you want.” Missy stood Darlene and ran her hands all over Darlene’s body. “You know you’re pretty good. You should have worked on my back more. Decide on a part and work on it till the person submits. Plus I find you very enticing, I was ready to jump you when your wrists were tied against Debbie. You looked unbelievable.” Darlene smiled through her tears and Missy kissed her cheek.
Missy lay Darlene on her back and was going to eat her out but Darlene raised her hand. “Please don’t my pussy is killing me. Some bitch used it as her own private punching bag. OK?” Darlene smiled and got up to her knees and whispered, “Wrestle me.” Missy seemed confused and then smiled. They started by interlocking their fingers. They muscled each other and strained their bodies together, gloriously sweaty. Finally Missy pushed Darlene back and moved up Darlene’s body and worked on her breasts. She licked, sucked, kissed and pinched them. Darlene was moaning but now in a good way. She mounted Darlene’s face facing her feet and pulled her legs over her head. She pinned the legs with her arms and using her fingers pulled Darlene’s pussy apart. Missy then plunged her tongue into the pussy. After a minute or two Darlene exploded. Darlene pushed Missy off and came up Missy’s back and reached around groping her breasts. She kissed Missy’s neck playing with her boobs. Finally her right hand went down and fingered Missy. After a minute Darlene came around and she plunged her middle finger into Missy. She plunged it in and out. Missy arched and screamed, then Darlene took the finger and put it in Missy’s mouth. Missy sucked it in and out. As Missy finished Darlene stood in front of her and roughly placed Missy’s face into her pussy. Missy ate her ravenously. Darlene grabbed her wrists walking her down to a face-sit. Darlene rubbed her pussy all over Missy’s face. Darlene came again. She slid down and lay on top of Missy. They kissed and tongued each other. Darlene moved up and smothered Missy’s face with her new set. Missy licked her and worked an arm out and began to play with herself. Missy arched again and moaned. Darlene fell to her side and kissed Missy. “You’re tough and I love your body. I’m getting a team together for the tag tournament. Want to be my first teammate?” Darlene seemed stunned. “I’m ready to break your back and now you recruiting me? Yeah I’d love to. Thanks.” Darlene and Missy kissed and slid all over the mat. But the question was in Missy’s mind. Who would be the third?