Mary Jo Swanson was a housewife and damn proud to be one. MJ as she was known was a veritable whirlwind around the house. She was in her mid- thirties but still looked like she was in her twenties. Of course this came because of her work at the gym and her jogging. Her husband Richard had a 6-figure job and she did not have an outside job. Richard, their 2 kids and their house WAS her job. She was even more amazing when one considered MJ, the joke being Mary Jo not Michael Jordan was not 6’6 but 5’1, maybe. But even at her short stature MJ was tough and had a pretty good build. MJ was a high school softball shortstop and gymnast. She had short brown hair and a mole above her right lip. She had strong shoulders and beautiful legs. She was very pretty but not beautiful but as Richard mumbled once their 6-year old daughter Ashley had a bigger chest than mommy. While mommy had strong athletic arms she was flat as a board. She and Richard had talked of implants but nothing had come of the discussion. MJ was no prude actually she was no prude at all judging from the blowjob she gave Richard in the front seat of the car after his 25th high school reunion but his obsession with female breasts gave her pause. You knew I had this body when we married. I still look pretty damn good. If I had boobs they’d be down to my knees. At least I’d have something to play with. MJ was really mad at that comment. Blowjobs were a little harder to come by for Richard in the month after that, and even harder to come by when she walked in on Richard being smothered by the ’40 inch bangers of the single neighbor Connie. Richard thought MJ would be gone to her mother’s for the night but MJ dropped off the kids and came back hoping to spice her husband’s life up. She would, more than she could possibly know.
MJ stood at the doorway her mouth agape at the scene. Connie on her knees sucking her husband and Richard’s arm strung out and tied to the corners of the couch. Connie smiled and plunged Richard’s cock down her throat deeper and then smiled coyly again. Connie had moved in 6 months before and had been a constant source of irritation for MJ. First, OK she had THAT set. She had big luscious real breasts that she would show off. She would sunbath in the front of her house, rather than behind. Also she would come over and flirt with Richard constantly. Connie was a few years older than MJ. Maybe she was in her early forties and had seen way more of life. She had just ended her third marriage and had come out of it much wealthier. Obviously blowjobs weren’t Connie’s only talent. Connie was “blonde”, maybe a dirty blonde? She was 5’8 and while not thin, she wasn’t fat by any stretch. She was a very healthy 150 pounds or so. She had long legs and a great ass. She also went to the gym and she would wave to MJ. MJ rarely waved back. Connie was on her knees with a black string bra that barely contained her chest. She had tight black biking shorts on. Bending over on her knees it was obvious she had nothing on under the biker shirts. Connie kept sucking Richard and then using her hands plunged her bra down letting the puppies loose. Grabbing one in each hand she rode the breasts up and down Richard’s dick. Richard screamed and that was when MJ lost it. Stop it and get out. Make me. It appeared steam would come out of MJ’s ears and she flew across the room. Connie’s right hand came off her breast and she flicked MJ off like a gnat. MJ met the backhand and flew back over the ottoman crashing on the carpet. Take care, runt. Let me finish or I’ll finish you. MJ had never been in a physical confrontation with another female before. Even in high school and college in sports nothing ever led her into a fight. Now this female had her husband tied up and just backhanded her across their living room. But MJ wasn’t scared. Why? Get her ass kicked? But what was the alternative? Let Miss Big Boobs know that Richard was hers? She would get to Richard later. There wasn’t a doghouse big enough to hold Richard. And it was a shame, she really did enjoy sucking him off. That wouldn’t happen again for a while. MJ stood and tried to shed the cobwebs from hitting carpet so hard. Connie was now frantically bringing her tits up and down on Richard’s cock. Richard was screaming and obviously cumming and finally shot cum on Connie’s tits and face. She smiled and licked her lips and breasts. Man now that’s a blowjob. Now little girl if you want to untie him I’ll be leaving. You’re not going anywhere. You think you can entice my husband and suck him off in MY living room on MY fucking couch? Yeah, matter of fact. What are you going to do, Tiny? Let’s do this. No like this. Connie with short spiky blonde hair dropped her bra and slithered out of bike shorts. If Richard was still with them he got a great show of Connie’s ass. Other than on her head MJ couldn’t see any hair on Connie’s body. Connie had perfectly formed wet pussy lips. MJ while never having an affair with a woman got hot looking at Connie’s pussy. It WAS beautiful. How about you Tortilla Flats? MJ removed her light shirt and dropped her shorts, leaving sports bra and thong. Strip you pussy. Why you don’t have ANY tits at all anyway. You fuck! And with that MJ ran at Connie. Connie was waiting for her and caught her in a bear hug. MJ’s arms hung at her side as Connie’s size overwhelmed her. Connie caught her again and this time Connie’s chest mashed against MJ’s body. You fuck moaned MJ. Connie kept up the pressure and threw MJ away like a doll. Connie reached down and stripped MJ naked. Nice tits, little girl. MJ began to rise and Connie kicked her in the stomach. This time stomped MJ’s chest. Over the course of the next 10 minutes Connie beat MJ, beat her badly but MJ wouldn’t submit or beg to Connie. Connie grabbed MJ by the hair and side headlocked her, so her mouth would partially be covered by Connie’s bust. Suddenly MJ’s arms went a mile a minute. Can’t breathe? MJ slapped and clawed at Connie’s back. Why do you think I picked Richard? OK so he’s cute and as it turns out he’s hung like a horse but I knew you couldn’t do a thing about it. Connie released MJ and she slumped to her knees. MJ’s arms dangled at her side. She swayed and it was hard for her to stay upright. Connie stood in front of her and pressed her face into her sweaty pussy. Eat me, then I can say I did or had the whole family do me. MJ smelled the sweaty pussy and her nipples got rock hard. Please don’t. No I don’t want to. Connie grabbed her face and rubbed her now wet pussy all over MJ’s face. Finally MJ couldn’t control herself any longer and she attacked Connie, knocking her down and assaulting her pussy, ass and breasts. Connie was screaming as MJ ate her and grabbed her breasts. Connie shuddered as MJ did her. Connie sat up and grabbed MJ’s legs as they locked legs and ground into each other. Now it was MJ’s turn to scream. Connie grabbed MJ and kissed her full on the lips and buried her face between her breasts. MJ slobbered, licked and sucked her set. After what seemed like an eternity they collapsed within hand distance from each other. They held hands as they lay panting. Please now go and leave us alone. Alone? Now? All I want to do is give head. Want to? MJ’s eyes grow as wide as saucers. No don’t touch him. But it was too late. Connie now attacked Richard and deep-throated him. MJ jumped on Connie’s back and ripped her right arm up. Connie screamed. MJ was now livid. She grabbed Connie by the hair with both hands and kicked up. MJ must have kicked Connie in the head 6 times. Finally Connie collapsed on Richard’s cock almost out. MJ now feeling her oats grabbed Connie in a choke and pulled her back into a scissor. MJ put her strong legs to work around Connie’s waist. Between the choke and the scissor Connie was soon screaming. Connie tried to stick her thumb into MJ’s eyes with no luck. MJ sat Connie up and just worked on the scissor throwing punches into the side of Connie’s face. Please no more. I’ll leave or whatever. MJ bounded up and slapped the begging blonde across the face. Where’s your toughness now? MJ turned and untied Richard. Get lost and keep going. I’ll see you at the divorce proceedings. She grabbed Connie and tied her to Richard’s place. Nice tits or rather, were. MJ began punching Connie’s tits but this way Connie could fight back using her legs. MJ smiled and punched Connie in the face and Connie slumped. Connie was woozy but when she came to she screamed. MJ had tied Connie’s legs to the sides and she was spreadeagled and her ass dangled about 4 inches above the couch. Connie was moaning. One reason might have been the cucumber sticking out of her… MJ was playing doctor with her breasts. Great tits. Not for me of course but on you they look well big and slutty. MJ disappeared and came back with Richard’s racket ball paddle. You’re fucking dead. At this point Connie lost it and pled with MJ. She begged and begged. I fucking should kill you but maybe… MJ got a digital camera out and shot a few pics. Connie was begging and screaming for mercy. MJ wedged the cucumber higher. Connie eyes jumped and screamed more. Ah fuck I’d make a lousy torturer. You got a great bod and I enjoyed you but I don’t want to see you or talk to you. Got it? MJ untied Connie and threw her the clothes. Get out. Connie didn’t dress but sprinted across her lawn home. MJ went in on her bed, cried and then played with herself.
PAYBACK

Connie kept her part of bargain and had no interaction with MJ. MJ kept up her jogging and going to the gym. She again flirted with idea of implants since fucking Richard(that’s what she now called him) would be paying through the nose. But hey she still loved her body, tits or no. MJ was vacuuming as the kids were with their father. The doorbell rang and she answered. A much different Connie stood in front of her. You didn’t beat me up. You took advantage of me. You jumped me from behind. I want to kick your ass, again. Right now. Jumped you? You fucking were sucking off my husband. You fucking ended my marriage. You fuckin’ sleep around whore. Connie’s eyes bulged and she slapped MJ hard across the face driving her to a knee. Connie grabbed MJ by the hair and drove her backwards but MJ stayed with her ending up on top of Connie in a pinning position. Yeah FUCKIN’ SLEEP AROUND WHORE. Like it? MJ rained down punches on Connie’s face as she tried to squirm away. And, as far as not being able to beat you. MJ landed another 4 punches to Connie’s face. MJ then stood up and stomped Connie. She stomped her face, chest, stomach and crotch. After about 10 stomps Connie curled up in a ball crying. MJ stripped to her thong. She began kicking Connie in the back. Connie was now screaming. MJ kicked Connie in the face. Please, no more. Really? MJ picked up Connie’s face and nailed her with 2 more punches to the mouth. Connie tried to crawl to the open door. MJ sprinted and closed it. MJ dragged Connie up and hit her with a bolo upper cut driving her up and over the ottoman that MJ had been driven over in their first fight. MJ stripped Connie. Nice tits, still. She stripped off the shorts and drove a knee to Connie’s pussy. MJ was a killing machine and was chewing Connie up. Connie tried to crawl away, anywhere. MJ lined her up and kicked her across her hanging swaying breasts. Connie moaned and sobbed at the destruction of her body. She then tried a new tact Connie got up on her knees and made for MJ’s pussy. Please I’ll eat you. Not yet. MJ slapped her and kept slapping. She pinned Connie and grabbed the right breast with both hands and twisted. Connie screamed as if she had been tortured and she had been. Then MJ did it to the left. Connie screamed bloody murder. Then the there was a knock on the door. MJ composed herself and kicked Connie across the face and answered the knock. It was Joanna Noonan from next door. Joanna was of medium height and a little heavy but she handled the extra weight well. She too had medium length brown hair and she had medium breasts. She was dressed for jogging. MJ opened the door, Joanna, jogging, shit. Joanna laughed but her face grew dark when she realized all MJ had on, was a thong and she was covering up her chest. MJ is everything OK? Oh yeah just getting dressed. Just then Connie cried louder. What’s that? Joanna pushed the door open. You’re fighting her? That fucking cunt. Joanna ran past MJ ripping off her hoodie revealing a brown tank and loose fitting black shorts. Joanna ran at Connie and ran into her almost breaking her in half. Connie screamed and Joanna threw lefts and rights and slaps. Fucking big tits. I’ll teach you to fool around with my husband. Connie collapsed and moaned. She was done. Fuck her. Joanna stripped off her tank, bra, shorts and granny panties. Joanna had strong looking legs and a big ass. She had a full bush of brown hair. Joanna grabbed Connie by the hair. You’re fucking dead. Connie mumbled, take a number. Do you mind? Joanna looked at MJ. No do your worse. With that Joanna plopped on Connie’s face and pinned her and secured her thighs around her face. Die bitch and you better get me off. Connie’s legs were flailing. Finally Connie relaxed and MJ could hear the slurping sound and Joanna smiled. She the reason for Richard? MJ nodded. Danny, too but I forgave him. What am I a beauty queen? He said she came on to him and stalked him. Yeah I stalked him. Joanna and MJ caught the whisper. I’d lay out and he’d be watching. Pervert. You’re a fat fuck. Fight me like a real woman, not tackle me and then… OK. The nude Joanna stood opposite the equally nude Connie. I’m going to fucking kill you, you fat bitch. Joanna looked like a nude fighting schoolteacher, which she was. Joanna was 5’6 and about 170. She had pale complexion and while pleasant looking was not good-looking. Connie came in and went for Joanna’s hair. I’m going to fucking kill..egh. She never finished. Perhaps it was Joanna’s fist plunging deep into her solar plexus and driving all the wind from her. Perhaps it was the overhand right that decked her. Connie couldn’t speak, just looked up with a bewildered look on her face. I have 5 brothers and 2, fought pro for a while. We always had a speed and heavy bag at the house. Joanna pulled Connie to her feet and worked the blonde over for 10 minutes, especially her chest. MJ didn’t know the human breast could bounce and bang that way. Connie once fine chest was now purple and bruised. Joanna walked over to MJ and leaned over and kissed her forehead. Don’t think less of me but I’ve always been , er, excited about your body when we jogged together. You’re beautiful. MJ blushed and her already swollen nipples became even harder. You know I might look like Little Orphan Annie but I can hit like Laila Ali. Isn’t that right, loser. Connie raised her head in agreement. Sit on my lap. MJ slowly came across and sit astride Joanne’s lap. Please do something for me, Joanna asked. What? Well I’m a little embarrassed to ask but since we’re here naked and all and maybe this will never happen again but well… I love your musculature. Could you, well, pose for me? Muscles? Like this. MJ struck a double bicep pose. Oh my God, you’re beautiful, as Joanna now had her breasts and nipples become engorged. MJ struck all poses and dismounted and ran into her bedroom and got on high heels. She ran back and struck numerous poses with her legs and arms. Joanna looked like she would cum. She crawled out and grabbed Connie. Eat me while I watch the show. When MJ was working out she could see her muscles but she never ever considered the she was muscular or that someone would find it enticing but as she worked it she could tell Joanna was eating it up. Connie was actually eating it up and Joanna was really enjoying it. Joanna begged for her forgiveness when she said she was enjoying SO much that she was getting the couch wet. MJ laughed and said it was OK. No one had ever cum that much looking at her. She ran back into her bedroom and grabbed a mister and misted her whole body and went back. Joanna moaned louder. Richard had never expressed any admiration for her taut body but here was someone actually making a puddle on her couch. MJ had a brainstorm. She climbed over Connie and stood on the couch above Joanna’s head and face. She kept posing and muscling up. She muscled up her thigh and let it touch Joanna’s face. There was a moan and when she did it again MJ thought Joanna would cum right there. MJ smiled and turned around. She muscled up and twitched her ass right in Joanna’s face. Please stop or I won’t be held responsible. MJ smiled again and leaned her ass on Joanna’s face, this time also rubbing it up and down. Joanna exploded and grabbed MJ and began to lick, suck and kiss MJ’s ass and thighs. Joanna reached underneath and grabbed MJ’s pussy. MJ screamed and screamed. She turned and plopped down in front of Joanna. They began to kiss passionately. Muscle up! MJ made a muscle with her right bicep as Joanna licked and sucked it. MJ went after Joanna’s breasts. MJ realized that in the chaos Connie had slipped away. Good riddance. MJ grabbed 2 handfuls of the firm medium size breasts. MJ had never 69 with a woman but new puddles developed all over that couch.
PROLOGUE
It had been 2 weeks since the fight. MJ came out and met Joanna in the street to jog. Joanna had since gotten rid of Danny and the 2 women were sharing housing. Connie again was on her lawn in a string bikini that concealed nothing. As the two passed her house a BMW parked in the driveway and the biggest woman the two had ever seen got out. She had a skirt on and her breasts strained against the material of the silk shirt she was wearing. Connie ran for the house but the big woman showed amazing speed and caught Connie on her stoop. The woman grabbed Connie by the hair and slammed her head into the door twice. The woman slammed Connie against the door and pummeled her. The woman suddenly realized she was being watched and turned and smiled at MJ and Joanna. The two women smiled back and together yelled, let her have it. The big woman smiled broadly and opened the door and threw Connie through it. MJ and Joanna could hear glass breaking and furniture moving. The BMW was still there after an hour jog. Connie would move out within the month.