Wendy Harrelson could feel her crotch getting wet and her nipples get hard. John her husband loved her breasts and her rock hard nipples. Wendy watched the black woman apply the full nelson on the blonde. The blonde was still fighting but the black woman was too big, too strong, and too nasty for the smaller blonde. The black woman applied the full nelson and stood letting the blonde's legs dangle. The blonde was now screaming but still not begging, not begging by a long shot. The larger, stronger woman started to throw the blonde from side to side. The black woman's arms were taut and muscular. She'll never break this hold thought Wendy as the blonde still fought but the blood must be just about out to her arms. The blonde slumped and the black held her straight. The black again demanded her to beg. The blonde shook her head, again. The black woman now started to nail the blonde in the back with knees. The blonde who was 3 inches shorter, 20 pounds lighter and much more busty than bodybuilding black woman moaned again. The black woman hoisted the blonde up and drove her into a waiting knee. The blonde screamed and the black woman picked her up again and seemed to whisper in the blonde's ear. The blonde's head again shook no. The black's arms flexed and brought the blonde it appeared even closer. The blonde suddenly appeared to snap out of it and in a blur head butt the black woman in the nose, and then again. Blood exploded everywhere. The blonde fell harmlessly to the mat where they fought. The black woman fell to a knee and both hands grasp her face. The blonde stood unsteadily still dressed in only the red and white polka dot bikini panties her large breasts bouncing. It had been billed as a fight to begging between a bodybuilder and a catfighter, the blonde who had worked for various companies and had only done “real” matches for APL. But the whisper had been the blonde had had her fair share of real fights and wouldn't back down from the physically imposing black woman. The black woman slumped her head to the mat, her hands still clutched to her face. She was screaming at the blonde for breaking her nose. You wouldn't have cared if you had done permanent damage with that backbreaker before. The blonde jumped in the air and her knee landed to the neck of the bodybuilder. The black woman screamed. The blonde stood behind her and grabbing her by the hair brought her upper body up. The black woman was clad in black one-piece. The blonde brought the tight suit over her impressive arms. The black woman had no tits, a big chest but no boobs. The blonde stood back and delivered a devastating kick to the back of the black. The blonde brought her up again and this time kicked her across the face. The black woman fell back on her back. The blonde stripped off the suit. Wendy moaned at the sight of the nude muscular black woman. Her nipples became even harder if that was possible. John took her hand and placed it on his crotch. While not wanting to miss a second of the fight Wendy put her hand into John's sweats. John who was as hard as Wendy now too moaned as Wendy stroked him. Finally between the fight, her nipples and John's throbbing cock Wendy positioned John at the head of the couch where they could watch the fight and Wendy could, well she ripped his sweat pants off and took all of him. He as usual came within 2 minutes. He exploded warm cum into Wendy's mouth. She continued licking, sucking and stroking him. He became so loud she couldn't hear if the black woman said anything. Finally John sat up and so did Wendy. The blonde stood on the black's neck and stomped her fine muscular chest. The black woman cried. Now it was the black woman's turn to nod. The blonde now came to the black's feet and drove a punch to the bodybuilder's crotch. The blonde knelt and peppered the black woman's crotch with vicious punches. The blonde grabbed the black woman by the hair again and demanded she beg. This time punctuating it by blows to the face. The woman shook her again. The blonde stood and kicked the bodybuilder over and grabbing one leg pulled it back and she sat on the black woman's back. That did it as the black woman screamed for mercy. As she did her nose still oozed out blood. The blonde continued but finally released her and a man came out and raised the blonde's hand proclaiming her the winner. But the blonde was still not satisfied and reverted back to her staged fights as she grabbed the woman and pulled her up to knees and even though her nose broken the blonde pushed her face and mouth into her pussy as she dropped her panties. Now it was the black's turn to say no. Wendy was now fascinated as the blonde pummeled the already defeated woman until she finally lapped the blonde up. The black woman got the blonde off but fell back to the mat. The blonde in one last moment of humiliation pulled the black up again and posed next to her. The blonde while not a bodybuilder certainly had finely toned muscles even though all John saw was her large implants. John got up his dick still hanging and turned off the DVD.

Prior to John's affair with Leslie Gaynor Wendy had never watched 2 women fight before. But their marriage counselor had suggested they BOTH watch due to John's interest in it. The fight tonight was not bought from a regular company but it was an underground bootleg variety commissioned by a rich guy wanted to see two women beat each other up. Wendy thought he got what he paid for. The next day John had hit her with this bombshell. Leslie had approached him again. Leslie was a real estate agent at John's company. They had a torrid six-month relationship ending with Wendy finding Leslie in her bed. Wendy had left for two months and finally returned with John promising counseling and never seeing her again. Wendy was floored. I'm being honest with you and the upshot is I told her no that it was over and she wants to see you. Wendy couldn't believe it. Me? Why? No idea but she'll be at the diner tonight at 9, if you want to go. Why you think we'll end up rolling around like one of your videos? John smiled. Maybe. Wendy didn't smile. Wendy Harrelson was very pretty but pudgy. She was 5'5 and about 160. Still she had great legs and a very substantial chest. Leslie Gaynor on the other hand could be in one of John's movies. She was almost 6 foot tall and sleek. She was beautiful and an ex swimmer with strong legs and shoulders and rumor had it John Harrelson wasn't her first conquest. Wendy arrived at the diner finding Leslie already sipping coffee. Wendy slid in the booth noticing the mini skirt Leslie had on showing off her chiseled legs. While not bosomy Leslie had her first 3 buttons open showing off what she did have. Wendy could understand why John strayed. After the lesbian undertones of his movies hell Wendy got hot looking at Leslie. Leslie jumped right into it. I'm going after John again. I want him and you're not woman enough to keep him or do anything about it. Do anything about it? Fight for him. See you're not even willing to entertain the notion. I fucked and sucked him off in YOUR bed. If I was you I would have gone over the table at me by now but… but you're a pussy. I'm going to take your husband and one day you'll walk in with groceries and I'll be deep-throating him on your fucking couch, pussy. Wendy's eyes bulged and she did go at Leslie but Leslie was waiting and she grabbed Wendy by the hair and pinned her to the divider and stuck the saltshaker in her mouth. See this is how you give head. Maybe you should practice? Wendy turned bright red. Name the day and time? Saturday night at 8, your house on the carpet in front of John and John can film. And after the fight you can move out. Wendy thought she would cry. Finally as Leslie stood to leave, Wendy croaked. Loser begs, begs for mercy. Can't win any other way. Leslie smiled again. So you'll beg. You'll be nude, bruised and begging and then you'll move you're fat ass out of my house.

Why? Why take the bait? I'll never cheat on you, again. She's a lying manipulative bitch. I know that now. I love you. And besides she'll kill you. She's 7 inches taller and was a collegiate athlete at one time. She works out 3 days a week and she's in shape. Again she'll kill you. So be it. I'm fighting her and you'll tape it. If she does beat me you'll watch it over and over with her. I'm fighting her and that's that. John left for work and Wendy did something she never did. She went through his collection of female fight videos. She remembered one and was looking it. Ah there it was. She watched it none stop for the next 3 days. It was a video of a short pudgy girl defeating a much larger opponent. It would be her blueprint for making Leslie beg. Saturday rolled around and John suggested they go out for dinner and stop somewhere for the evening. Why? She'll be on our stoop whenever we get home. I'm going to fight her. Wendy had a powder blue bra and panty set on. John let Leslie in and she immediately went for John's crotch and then removed her raincoat revealing she had nothing on but a thong. Leslie faced Wendy and laughed. You know I forgot one thing the other night. What's that? You'll be nude, bruised, begging and begging to eat me out. Leslie moved the thong to reveal her pussy was perfectly shaven. Again Wendy 5'5, 160, big breasts and great looking legs. She has medium length brown hair and does not shave her pussy. Her body is pale and chunky. She has strong looking arms and legs. Her thighs and calves in high heels are quite muscular. Leslie is 6 foot about 155. She has long lean, taut legs and no chest. She has broad shoulders and long auburn hair. Her body is tanned and toned. Wendy removes her bra allowing her beauties free. Leslie rushes her and Wendy is happy. She was actually shivering from fear and anxiety. Leslie grabs her by the hair and breast and tosses her across the room. Wendy lands with a thud and Leslie is on her again. Leslie punches Wendy in the back, driving Wendy to her knees. Leslie grabbed Wendy by the hair and began slapping Wendy's face back and forth. The backhands were especially vicious. John filming was ready to tackle Leslie if he felt Wendy was taking too much punishment. Leslie reached down and grabbed two handfuls of Wendy's tits. Wendy screamed. Wendy had not mounted any offense against Leslie. Leslie ripped and pulled the two big breasts. Wendy begins to cry. Wendy is fighting but Leslie is too strong and tall. Leslie pushes Wendy back and pins her. Leslie begins to systematically destroy Wendy. Leslie looks down at Wendy and spits in her face causing Wendy to cry more. Leslie smiles and punches Wendy in the face. She punches Wendy 3 more time. Leslie goes to stand and Wendy trips her. Even though crying Wendy wraps her legs around Leslie and tightens. Leslie now yelps in pain. For the first time in the fight Wendy hurts Leslie. Wendy capitalizes it by forearming Leslie in the side of the head. Leslie screams and uses her leverage to breakaway. Not so tough now bitch. Leslie looks at Wendy in a different light. The little fat pig hurt me. Leslie runs at Wendy again and they grapple falling to the rug. This time Wendy catches Leslie's head between her thighs. Wendy rolls through to her knees still with Leslie trapped between her thighs and pinning her wrists flat. Leslie long legs flail. Wendy rubs her crotch all over Leslie's face. Leslie goes crazy and almost kicks out but finally bites Wendy's thigh and rolls out. Wendy now offers the 6-foot Leslie a test of strength. John wonders about the wisdom of that with Leslie's leverage. Wendy controls early but Leslie rises up and puts Wendy to her knees where Leslie's kicks Wendy in the face twice and then lays Wendy flat. Fat pig, like that? Wendy struggles and then jumps again wrapping her legs around Leslie's midsection. Wendy grabs Leslie's head bringing her that much closer to her foe. Wendy tightens and Leslie screams. Leslie is flailing and Wendy is scratching and biting Leslie's face and pulling her hair as she is attached and working over her midsection. Leslie is screaming and finally pushes off the floor and stands awkwardly and hurtles her body to the floor slamming her foe on the carpet. Although carpeted the carpet does not cushion Wendy's slam. Leslie rolls off leaving a stunned and hurt Wendy writhing on the ground. Leslie stood and realized her head was bleeding from Wendy's scratching. Bitch. Leslie attacked the groggy Wendy with a ferocity that scared John. Leslie jumped on Wendy ripping off her panties leaving her nude. Next Leslie attacked Wendy's bush and actually picked Wendy's ass off the ground by her pubic hairs. Wendy screamed and was roused to life but due to the pubic attack Wendy cried again. Leslie would pick Wendy up and then punch her down. Wendy rolled to her side clutching her wounded pussy. Leslie then landed a full punch to Wendy's neck and back. Leslie then began to stomp the fallen wife. Wendy was moaning. John was ready to stop it as Leslie stripped of her thong. Eat some pussy? Wendy shrieked NO! And crawls away from Leslie. Leslie reaches through Wendy's legs and grabs her bush. Wendy's head is on the rug and her ass is in the air as Leslie punishes her pussy. Wendy knows the first time she requests or asks Leslie to stop will be begging and she'll lose. Lose everything she has. Leslie pulls pussy hair out and tries to force them in Wendy's mouth. Leslie is laughing as Wendy continues crawling away. Leslie grabs Wendy by the hair and hair. Leslie steps over Wendy's leg and Wendy strikes. Wendy mule kicks back and hits Leslie in the pussy. Leslie has no cushion and feels the impact. Leslie goes to scream and no sound comes. Wendy kicks back again and Leslie moans. Wendy grabs Leslie by the hair and goes around her. Wendy stands above Leslie and grabs her by the hair and pulls back, pulling Leslie into her thighs. Wendy doesn't know a half nelson from a Lord Nelson so she holds Leslie's arms above her head as she puts on the pressure. Leslie screams as Wendy tightens up. Wendy relaxes and tightens up again and Leslie screams. PLEASE. Is that begging, bitch? No! Wendy turned Leslie to the side and began exerting maximum pressure. Leslie screamed the scream of one being tortured or hurt. Finally John came over and tapped Wendy. No she's going to beg me to stop. It's a test wills now. If she doesn't she'll never leave us alone. By now Leslie had gotten to her knees and Wendy figured 4'ed her around the waist and arched her back. Leslie went down screaming and crying. Please I think you broke something please no more. Pleeeeeeeaase no more, my ribs. Wendy continued the pressure and Leslie began to cry like a baby. Wendy released and Leslie covered her slim waist as if she expected Wendy to do it again. Wendy stood and pulled Leslie to her knees. Give? Yes. Wendy battered Leslie beautiful face. Leslie cried louder with every slap or punch. Wendy turned and kicked her in the stomach. Please, no more. I'm begging. You've kicked my ass. Wendy got on her knees next to Leslie. Leslie fell to side and curled up in the fetal position. Keep the video running. This may be more fun than the fight, exclaimed Wendy as punched Leslie in the pussy from the back. Leslie cried. Give me your softball bat. No, Wendy not that. No I was going to cram it into her pussy. I betcha with her fucking it would go someway. Leslie tried to make a run of it. Wendy caught her and threw her down. Leslie lay on a loveseat and Wendy climbed on slapping and punching her for. Wendy pulled Leslie on the floor. Wanna eat pussy? Anything please let me go. I'll suck John off. With that Wendy yelled, start the fight again this bitch is dead. You ever think about sucking my husband again and I'll kill you. Wendy felt alive and empowered. Wendy pulled Leslie in front of the camera and totally dismantled her with her fists. Fight me! Fight back! Now you're the pussy. She stood the once fine woman up and assaulted her chest and stomach. Leslie after the bodyblows tried to go down and Wendy hauled her up. Leslie's face was red and swollen. Leslie knelt in front of Wendy. Wendy turned and crushed Leslie with a right to the face. Leslie went down and stayed down. Wendy stepped to Leslie's face. Lick it and work your way up. NOW. Leslie struggled up through the sobs and licked Wendy's feet and then muscular calves and thighs. Get to the pussy, now. Leslie buried her face into Wendy's pussy. Wendy began to move her hips. This was a first for her. She had never had done or had a woman before. She liked this. Leslie was obviously experienced. Wendy didn't know if she did this, lose fights, or just liked women and she didn't care. Wendy exploded and wanted more. She walked to the far side loveseat and motioned Leslie over. Crawl over here and eat again. Leslie's once beautiful face was glistening and swollen. Leslie's 6-foot frame crawled to her conqueror and Wendy enjoyed even more lying down. Massage these, these are called breasts obviously when giving these out you were in the leg line. Leslie fondled Wendy's prides as she ate her. Wendy exploded again. Wendy stood as Leslie sobbed. She looked at John as he worked himself. Ah I forgot something. The nude victorious Wendy walked over and pushed John down and yelled back, this is what you call deepthroating as she took John whole and Leslie's eyes bulged.