Ultimate Feuds Part 2 - Sarah Frasier v Sara Wilde – Flesh Again

Sara Wilde the Ultimate Champion had watched with interest the return to form of Jackie Stephens in particular her fight with another one of her own great rivals Lindy McGuire, incensed that Consort had gone to act as second to the raven she had been slightly happier when the woman lost to the blonde at least she would be in no mood for a confrontation when she went to claim her man back. On her way through to the locker area she had bumped into Beaker offering congratulations to his blonde fighter but promising him that she would stand no chance in the five fall format if the committee endorsed her challenge, Beaker replying that it would be a tough battle and on current form Sara would probably be favourite but he believed Jackie would give an impressive account of herself particularly after the effort she had put into her training regime. Sara scoffed, “Last time we met she barely touched me tell you what if she can give a better account of herself in a non title match she might have a case!”

He was about to respond when Sarah Frasier joined them surprising both as she had clearly been listening, “I’ll take that challenge blondie I owe you after our last match!” “Oh yes when you came like a train!” sneered Sara. Sarah stepped forward prompting Beaker to get between them before things got out of hand, “Let’s settle this in the ring woman to woman?” challenged the Scot, “Deal,” replied Sara adding, “Beaker can call the contest when you’ve lost!” she turned and went back to the ring the room now empty after the main event and starting to strip she called, “All in anything goes fall, submission, knockout even orgasm!” as she revealed her 5’2” frame a curvy 32DD-24-34 inches on the scale at 126lbs the 42 year old blonde was a worthy well built champion. Sarah Frasier the Scottish champion was not fazed by the stipulation as she equally quickly shed her clothes to reveal a larger frame at 5’5” and 34D-28-36 inches with a little extra weight at 132lbs she also had age on her side at 32 some ten years younger a fiery fighting brunette.

Totally naked they clambered into the ring followed by Beaker who simply said, “Fight on!” and they flew together no preliminaries no frills straight forward female to female violence as they slammed together hands slapping and punching. The Scot grabbed the English woman’s hair and violently hurled her to the ropes while Sara bounced back to deliver a hefty shoulder block to the larger woman rocking Ms Frasier on her heels before a clipped right hook smacked her in the face snapping her head back. Ms Wilde tottered back but lashed a foot forward kicking the brunette just beside the knee tripping her to the mat and she dived after her smacking the woman in the face with a flying elbow while Ms Frasier got her knee up to meet the descending blonde and roll her aside as they both hit the canvas early in the match as Beaker circled around them.

Sara Wilde landed a good punch to the Scot’s left breast that drew a yelp and Ms Frasier rolled sharply away reaching for the ropes as the English woman chased her. The Scot started to pull up when the Scot landed a forearm slap come thump between her legs from behind a blow that made the brunette screech as her exposed sex took a clout and ms Wilde sneered, “Now you’re mine slut!” as she grabbed the woman’s hair and yanked backwards tripping the woman to her back on the mat and she dropped across her twisting to apply her favoured finisher in this type of contest the sexual grapevine, “Get a load of this Beaker!” she cheered as she snared Sarah’s arms and tried to thrust her groin against the Scot’s sex but Ms Frasier was not done and she managed to twist her right leg free and immediately fired her right knee powerfully between the obligingly parted thighs of the blonde.
Sara screeched as she received quite a thump in her engorged love box and she barely regrouped before the knee arrived again and she desperately rolled away from the Scot. Ms Frasier grabbed her left ankle and heaved her back across the rosin drawing a squeal as Sara was dragged over the rough rosin trying to lift her breast flesh from the mat and therefore not thinking about counter attacking or covering up until the fired up Scot landed a right fist with a degree of malice and pent up venom right between the woman’s thighs. Ms Wilde convulsed and twisted wildly yanking her foot free as she rolled over and the Scot stumbled forward straight into a kick from the blonde that flattened her right tit slamming the orb back into her ribs and shoving her backwards to sit down in surprise and giving the blonde a few more seconds of recovery before they both drew themselves forward to their knees and then at each other slapping together heavily and then crashing to the canvas.

Rolling over and over each tried to hook the other’s legs and grab the other’s wrists initially locking hands as they strained for supremacy it was looking a little like a stalemate until Ms Frasier employed a simple yet effective move to take charge. A Glasgow kiss as she suddenly thumped the woman between the eyes with her forehead and she was able to then apply the grapevine herself as Sara was momentarily stunned. Now it was the Scot delivering the driving thrust groin to groin an electric connection that sent a shiver through them both a second thrust drew a moan and intense eye contact, “Come on then bitch!” challenged Sarah and Sara gave a reciprocal thrust from beneath the Scot that drew a gasp from the brunette, “Come on bring it!” hissed the English woman as Ms Frasier responded and they were both enthusiastically engaged in a sex to sex contest rubbing and thrusting their naked sex against the other.

Ms Frasier’s right hand suddenly disengaged from gripping the blonde’s left wrist and went to the woman’s left breasts stroking and caressing the rigid nipple, Ms Wilde tried to roll to the side her hand going to the woman’s buttock pulling them if it were possible close together in sexual contact. The Scot seemed to relish that challenge and she rolled to her side her free hand finding its way to the blonde’s behind and suddenly each was pulling her opponent forward as they humped together. The Scot suddenly went mouth to mouth with the blonde her tongue thrusting into the English woman’s mouth and a tongue tussling kiss that clearly surprised the older woman and Sarah eased her back to her back and she mounted her, tongues engaged, hand back to the breast and crotch thrusting rhythmically against willing crotch.

The blonde’s legs seemed to ease her resistance was fading and Beaker saw her grip loosen as the Scot pressing her advantage continued to control the situation and Sara succumbed her body beginning to shake as she climaxed under the influence of the Scot’s kiss and caressing technique. Beaker started to call the submission when Sarah suddenly sprang up to leap forward and sit astride the blonde, “I win!” she declared simply as the blonde panted beneath her in the immediate aftermath of her orgasm only for the Scot to shuffle forward to bring her own body to climax triumphantly planting her excited sex in the woman’s face, “Now we’re even you cheap slut!” she hissed a clear reference to their sexual battles before she rose to her feet saying to Beaker, “Now I have the need of a good hard fuck!” and she pulled the man to her and her tongue started going to work inside a second mouth as he reacted to her request while Ms Wilde collected herself and then slipped away to plot a rematch and revenge while the Scot demanded a more formal meeting to stake a claim for the title belt. End of Part 2