Fiona vs Jacqui
The spectators were all hot and excited after the first 15 minutes of oily competition between Charlotte and Caroline. I overheard Charlotte saying that she’d always wanted to do that to Caroline and that it wouldn’t be the end of it.
When Fiona arrived Caroline was already upstairs being cleaned up. No one told her what had happened because we all hoped to see a repeat with the younger and even better looking Fiona. Jacqui was all business like, changing quickly into her blue one piece swimsuit, and ladling oil over herself in the ring.
Rather like Charlotte, Jacqui was well muscled and tough looking. She had a tattoo on her shoulder and on the small of her back. Her long black hair hung down her broad back, framing a not unattractive face. Her body was lean and toned, but was decidedly less feminine looking than Fiona’s classic hour glass shape.
There was a hush as a blushing Fiona entered the room, then a ripple of applause as we all gawped at her glamour model proportions and perfect unblemished skin. Fiona was a lively happy 25 year old who took care of her appearance. Her hair, her make up, her nails; all were perfect. The skimpy bikini really suited her. The biggish breasts quivered in the confines of the thin material of the white bikini top. They might have been big, but they stood out proudly from her ribcage, as firm and round as you like, yet perfectly natural. Beneath the breasts her torso tapered deliciously into a waspish waist and flat smoothly sculpted belly. The sexiest of navels sat in its centre. Then she swooped out to beautifully curved hips and a taut peach of a bum, with long shapely legs, narrow ankles and small dainty feet beneath.
Many of the guys were whistling her. Fiona blushed even more, clearly feeling awkward in front of so many people in just a bikini.
Fiona had learned that Caroline, her friend, had lost her match, but she didn’t know the circumstances. Now it was too late to go and find her as she was being hurried into the ring.
Kneeling opposite Jacqui the disparity in physiques was even more obvious. The referee began to talk again.
“This will be a 15 minute match between in the blue one piece at 148 pounds Jacqueline, and in the white bikini at 118 pounds, Fiona. Prepare to fight.”
Fiona didn’t like the word “fight”. She thought this would be a light roll around, maybe a little erotic for the spectators.
“Fight!” shouted the pretty ref, backing away quickly.
Jacqui lunged at Fiona and twisted her head back by her hair roughly, immediately making her cry out. The heavier woman slid a brawny arm around Fiona’s narrow waist and hauled her into a belly slapping bear hug. Fiona gasped, feeling her breasts compressing against Jacqui’s smaller hard breasts. Jacqui kept jerking her against that iron hard body, softening up Fiona nicely, and drawing applause from the crowd. Fiona could feel that Jacqui was much stronger. She was wilting already in the grip of this muscular woman.
Jacqui forced Fiona’s head back gripping her hair, and clawed her hand into the smooth oily skin of Fiona’s tummy, pushing the beauty down onto her back.
Fiona wriggled sexily, while Jacqui groped the young mum’s slick belly. Next came a deliberate attempt to make Fiona cry, with a brutal wrenching move on her left arm, it was forced high up between her shoulders as she lay splayed out in the oil.
The fight began to degenerate into a rather brutal and one sided display by Jacqui, of how to hurt and humiliate a less capable opponent. The bigger woman taunted Fiona as she worked on her, while the audience settled down to lap up the incredibly erotic all girl action.
It wasn’t long before Fiona was really suffering, her face strained with tears, her breathing ragged, and her body increasingly being marked by her opponent’s fists. Jacqui seemed to take to hitting Fiona with her fists, and the punches began to flow. Hard fists thudded into the bikini clad mummy, peppering her flawless body. Jacqui was focusing on the stomach and sides, knowing the 23” waist was a real weakness and just asking to be pulverised. Unable to mount any defence, Fiona was punched again and again without reply. The audience cheered Jacqui on as the young mother’s gorgeous bikini clad body was worked over in front of them. They roared as Jacqui hammered Fiona’s stomach. They cheered wildly as Jacqui began to lash the contents of Fiona’s bikini top, and they raised the roof when the young mother’s perfect D cup breasts sprang free under the hammering, the bikini top in tatters.
In the last third of the fight Jacqui lay Fiona out either on her back or against the inflated wall of the pit, and beat and punched into the delightful targets available to her. On two occasions Jacqui stopped while the referee had to bring Fiona round, taking a well earned breath. Then, when the ref shook Fiona back into the land of the conscious, Jacqui inflicted more pain on the gorgeous young mother with two fisted assaults on her succulent breasts. She beat the nipples, the outer curves, and the inner curves of Fiona’s delicious breasts, splashing oil from them. Fiona mewled pathetically all the while she was absorbing the incredible punishment.
In the last minute, Jacqui beat Fiona’s face. We all watched the gorgeous face being smashed from side to side until blood was mixing with the splattered oil. Several brutal and completely unopposed rights drove down into Fiona, completely finishing her. She hung limp and lifeless in Jacqui’s arms, dripping blood from her lips, cheek, nose and eyebrow. Raising one arm, Jacqui threw Fiona down with no respect whatsoever, and stood over her with a foot planted on the beauty’s throat.
A second brutal and fierce fight ended, with the two sexiest mums in the class having both been punched senseless right in front of us.
Theoretically there was one match left. A handicap match between Jacqui and Charlotte, against one of the other really sexy young mums, but unfortunately for us, but maybe fortunately for her, she had decided against taking part at the very last minute.
After the ring had been cleaned up and Fiona taken to a bedroom to be cared for, the organisers began to discuss how they could finish off the night’s entertainment. One possibility was to get the pretty young referee, the PA to the guy who had acquired the ring, to fight in the last match. Another was to force Caroline down to fight again, as she had now been cleaned up after her loss to Charlotte.
Both Charlotte and Jacqui really wanted a chance to beat and abuse the gorgeous Caroline together, and so in the highly charged atmosphere, they prepared. They took out bondage gear, whips and MMA style gloves while a thong clad Caroline was being held and liberally covered in oil. No bikini top this time. Caroline had been stripped to her thong to face the two brutes. To show just how far things had gone this evening, and as a sign of how far things could yet go, Charlotte and Jacqui took out large strap on dildos with which they intended to penetrate Caroline in the oil pit, after first beating her to pulp. We were all up for this. It was heady stuff.
(TBC)