AIRLINE WARRIORS part 1
By Scissorhold100
Rumors started to gain momentum and spread rapidly a few months ago. Two Delta flight attendants met after hours on an extended layover to settle some longstanding differences. Of course, the male crew had encouraged and quite enjoyed the spectacle. There was a small gathering in a local hotel bar. Tickets were sold and bets were placed. In the end, the build-up far exceeded the actual match which took place later that night in a large hotel suite. One combatant was clearly superior in both skill and experience and dominated her outgunned rival quite quickly.
Aside from the loser (and maybe her husband), no one was disappointed though. They had just witnessed a remarkably exciting event. Little did they realize it would also be the beginning, or more accurately the re-birth, of something that would become much bigger – not just among flight crews in the USA, but around the world.
After video and word leaked out, the loser had no choice but to leave Delta in search of friendlier skies elsewhere.
The winner however stayed and revelled in her victory. As word spread further and further, the number of people who said “they were there” far exceeded the actual true attendance. The legend of 41 year old Lori , the 5.5…147lb Delta stewardess from Erie, Pennsylvania was born…and women from other airlines began hearing about the story. One, in particular, was very interested. She worked for United but that didn’t stop her from asking around looking for more information on the event, the match and most specifically, on Lori.
Rebecca was 47 now living a seemingly normal life in Columbus Ohio. She had worked for several airlines in her 25-year career. The last 10 with United. Rebecca had changed a bit over the years. Definitely less patient and sadly for her, a little heavier. But one thing had not changed. She was still as competitive as always.
It was this competitiveness that helped her be highly successful among a very small and discrete group of flight attendants who met privately to settle differences and sometimes augment their incomes
In the beginning, she had been the unofficial “Champion” of this secret group. She had 12 matches during her most active period, winning all but 2. She had faced women from 6 different airlines including British Airways and Lufthansa, beating a mature German stewardess four years earlier in a best of 7 rules catfight to claim the title. Dark, curly shoulder length hair and 5.4.and 145lbs, Rebecca was best described as stocky but sexy. A bit soft in all the right places but naturally strong, she had proved to be a natural at this type of athletic competition. Surprisingly, even with an average 34C chest size, Rebecca’s favorite and most successful hold was a breast smother combined with a grapevine. She had made many younger and fitter women pound the mat in submission when she locked in that hold. Even after her opponent had admitted defeat, she often would only raise her chest off her opponent’s face while still maintaining the grapevine for a few extra seconds. She would then look down and make eye contact giving her beaten and trapped opponent a look of smug superiority.
The most active years in the group were between 2000-2016. Most of the participants were between 35-45 and would meet 2-3 times a year. Sometimes in Europe but most often in the US. The Midwest seemed to be the most common area. Chicago. Minneapolis and Denver especially since they were hub cities that had the most inter-airline traffic. In its heyday there were 12-16 active women in the US and Canada and a smaller but still healthy number based in Europe and Asia.
But the group had struggled recently to keep momentum. Group gatherings were harder to organize and participants difficult to find. Airline layoffs had caught up to several members and still others were busy taking care of families.
Still some individual matches were happening. After beating the German woman in 2017, Rebecca had “defended” her title twice. These were private matches with just the two women and the lucky husbands/boyfriends in attendance.
While finding matches was getting more difficult, Rebecca was always open to new challenges. It was in that vein she was interested in learning more about Lori. But it was a more unexpected way she found her most recent opponent.
A year ago, an Israeli woman from El Al Airlines was in the USA on vacation and had challenged Rebecca. Sarah was 41 and fairly new to the scene. Despite her newness, she had been active in the Middle East and parts of Asia in the last 2 years compiling a record of 4-0. Rebecca had done some asking around and discovered Sarah had earned a reputation as somewhat of a ‘dirty” fighter where she would often leave her opponent not only beaten but humiliated on the mat. Since the rules of these matches allowed pretty much everything except biting, eye gouging, slaps or punches to the face or head and no arm bar type holds, Rebecca was curious just how “dirty” Sarah could be. There was only one way to find out and once the email came, she quickly accepted Sarah’s challenge to a best 2 out of 3 match. Despite her boyfriend’s misgivings, Rebecca decided to put her unofficial title on the line against this relative unknown woman.
Sarah fueled the fire by making several comments in her email replies about her plans on taking the “Championship” back to Israel and how Rebecca’s best days were long past.
The women exchanged photos and all the details were arranged. Rules were as usual and attire would be topless and pantie thongs.
With short dark hair and at 5’3” and 152lbs, Sarah definitely had the physical stats to make her successful. She had thick thighs and a larger ass held up by sturdy looking thighs. Her and her husband Seth met Rebecca and her boyfriend Jay at a hotel in Niagara Falls on the American side.
Rebecca watched as Jay set up the room and laid down some basic travelling mats and strategically arranged some pillows and cushions to prevent any accidental injuries.
With a nod of her head signifying she was content with the setup, the two Americans then headed downstairs for the always exciting and tense first meeting in the hotel bar.
Seth and Sarah were already there sitting in a booth near the back corner. After the initial uncomfortable handshakes, the two couples took their seats on opposite sides of the booth for some equally forced and uncomfortable small talk.
It didn’t last long. There was almost an instant dislike between the two women. And if Jay was being honest, he didn’t think much of Seth either.
After finishing their drinks Sarah said “well, shall we get this party started then?” and flashed an even, unwavering, and confident stare directly at Rebecca. The American returned the glare and turned and looked at Jay. She nodded that she was ready to go.
The two couples slid out of the booth and made their way up to the large suite type room that Jay and Rebecca had booked.
While Sarah went into the bedroom to change, Seth took a quick look around and agreed it would be just fine for what was going to happen.
Meanwhile Rebecca had made her way to the bathroom to change as well, leaving the two lucky men to finish setting up. Jay would take still photos while Seth would handle the video and each found a spot to give them the best angles.
Sarah emerged first wearing a long white terry cloth robe that the hotel supplied. She smiled at Jay and strolled confidently toward her husband who gave her hug and kiss on the forehead and whispered something in her ear.
Seconds later, Rebecca came out of the bathroom in a shorter silk black robe. Her face was serious and despite her experience, showed a touch of nervousness. She had felt the same feelings prior to all her matches. It was the unknown. The mystery. The fear of being bettered by another woman. At this point all the emailing and talking were done and there was no turning back.
Jay walked up to Rebecca and took her hand leading her to the centre of the mat. He stood behind her with one had on her shoulder. Rebecca stood facing the Israeli couple with hands on her hips.
Seth saw this and turned Sarah and held her hand and walked out to face the American couple in the middle of the room.
Sarah matched Rebecca’s pose and two women stood inches apart in a stare down. Seth broke the silence. “This is my champion”, he said in slightly accented English. “May I officially introduce you to Sarah. She’s 41 years old, 5’3” and 69kgs or for you Americans, 152lbs. She is undefeated in 4 matches.”
And with that, Sarah undid the belt and removed her robe confidently tossing it into the corner. She returned to the hands-on hips pose to face Rebecca. Sarah was topless and wearing a semi see-through purple thong panty. Her thick thighs belied some power, and her soft belly was spilling slightly over the front of her thong. Her breasts were slightly rounder and larger than Rebecca’s and her nipples were quite prominent in their obviously excited state. Her arms looked strong also being supported by a broad back and shoulders.
Jay decided the play Seth’s game. “This in MY champion,” he said. “Rebecca is 47 years old and 5’4”and 145lbs. Oh, and did I mention she is regarded as the current champion of this little airline group.” With that he gave her a kiss on the cheek as she undid her robe and tossed it on the chair behind her returning to meet Sarah’s gaze again. Rebecca had chosen a very similar thong panty but in deep crimson red. Similar in weight and height to her visiting opponent, Rebecca’s nipples stiffened at the excitement of what was about to come. It was these moments - the unknown, the anticipation, the nervousness - that made Rebecca crave this type of competition.
Without word, the men realized they were not needed at this point and retreated to their spots ready to document the match with the cameras. The two brunettes settled on their knees facing each other. They quickly went over the rules one final time, agreeing on submissions only. A 5-minute break between falls.
“Are you ready?” Rebecca asked. “Very ready.” Replied Sarah and with that the match was on.
The two kneeling warriors slowly closed the gap between them. Rebecca was first to strike sending a sharp slap into Sarah’s exposed side. Sarah winced slightly but shot both hands up and into Rebecca’s hair pulling her downward and off balance. Sarah quickly moved to the side and locked in a headlock. She smartly used her leverage to force Rebecca to the mat on her side. Sarah had the hold applied well as Rebecca’s moans indicated and she started squeezing and grinding her opponent’s head. The Israeli was also using her breasts to her advantage with Rebecca’s face held tightly again her tit making it difficult to breathe.
Rebecca was surprised at how this relative newbie had her trapped and, in some discomfort, so quickly in the match but she wasn’t going to suffer for much longer. With her left arm free, she reached up got a hold of Sarah’s short hair and pulled her head back. In one smooth athletic motion she swung her leg around and used it to bend Sarah’s head back and into a side head scissors. Rebecca had don well. Sarah’s chin was hooked well behind her knee.in a type of figure four head scissors. The American woman leaned back slightly to increase the pressure but to also get a better view of Sarah’s face. She loved seeing the pain and panic in her opponent when she had her seemingly trapped.
Perhaps deep down going into the match Rebecca had underestimated her opponent and with her seemingly suffering in the head scissors she subconsciously relaxed. That’s why she was surprised by Sarah’s skill.
The visiting Israeli turned her body inward and in one quick, lithe motion swung her left leg around Rebecca’s body. She was still trapped in the head scissor but was now sitting on top of the America’s stomach. Now, Sarah worked to remove her head from between Rebecca’s legs and at the same time inched her ass back towards Rebecca’s face. Before the American champion realized, Sarah had popped her head free and was now in a reverse face sit position on her shocked opponent.
Sarah had just shown her skills and resourcefulness. She was about to show another side to her talents. She quickly reached back and grabbed Rebecca’s hair lifting her head off the mat. Sarah then hooked her leg around Rebecca’s head effectively jamming it against her ass. She looked at Seth and even smiled smugly at the camera he was holding. Sarah then went to work on the suddenly panicked American. First, she grabbed both nipples and twisted them firmly. Rebecca’s scream might have been muffled but there was no doubt she was suffering. Sarah wasn’t done there. She started to use her fingers to play with Rebecca’s nipples now, switching from pain to stimulation. Rebecca was straight but there was no doubt she was starting to feel a bit turned on. And there was nothing much she could do to stop it. Sarah realized this and began alternating her tactics from pain to pleasure and back to pain. Rebecca was bucking and twisting trying to escape but because her head was firmly hooked under Sarah’s ass, her efforts were not successful.
“Oh, look at those nipples getting all excited,” mocked Sarah. “Get a close up of this please Seth. We will enjoy watching it later!” He moved closer with the camera to follow her command. Once Sarah was content the video documentation was sufficient, she went back to work. Without warning she fired a short crisp right-hand punch into Rebecca’s exposed belly. The American couldn’t and didn’t see it coming and the shock and sudden pain made her gasp. Sarah repeated this with a second punch hitting just below her trapped opponent’s navel. Again, Rebecca moaned in pain and started bucking wildly trying to dislodge her opponent from her reverse face sit position. She had never felt so vulnerable and helpless in any of her matches to date. Unfortunately for her that feeling was about to get worse.
After firing the two punches, Sarah decided to have some fun. While using one hand to keep flicking and tweaking one of Rebecca’s nipples, she reached down with her other hand and slid it under the band of the front of Rebecca’s thong. With another mischievous smile – this time for both cameras – Sarah’s hand then went to work on Rebecca’s pussy. The Israeli skillfully started to rub the excited clit and soon with Rebecca’s pussy wet, she entered first with one finger and then two. Rebecca’s panicked twisting and bucking increased as she realized she was being physically and now sexually dominated. Rebecca might have been straight, but she wasn’t shy. She had touched and been touched by many women during her prior matches. But nothing to this extent. Her breathing – already restricted and laboured by the face sit – was now showing signs of sexual excitement.
Sarah likely could have brought her to orgasm in the manner of another minute but she wasn’t going to give her American opponent that pleasure. Instead, she now turned from providing pleasure to pain. Her one hand started squeezing, twisting, and pulling the nipple while her other hand went deeper in Rebecca’s pussy and roughly started pinching her engorged clit.
“Submit Rebecca, before I really make you suffer,” Sara demanded. And within seconds she got her wish as Rebecca’s screams were replaced by a loud and terror filled “I give! I submit!!”
Slowly Sarah unhooked her leg from behind Rebecca’s head and got off her shocked and confused opponent.
While Sarah went to get a congratulatory hug from Seth, Rebecca just lay on the mat breathing heavily and staring blankly at the ceiling. Jay knelt beside her offering a towel, some water and some soothing words but Rebecca accepted nothing and likely heard nothing. She was angry with herself and already visualizing how she could even the score.
Part 2 to come….
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