Sharon hardly made it inside the room before the Japanese woman caught her from behind and they were down on the floor screaming. I quickly moved aside and started trying to move things about the suite, get them out of the way so these two angry vixens could get it on. Nadia was across the way getting showered, hopefully, so I was praying that the battle would go on uninterrupted. Sharon was a five foot ten inch beauty with long brunette hair, hanging down well below her shoulders, down near the top of her shapely buttocks. She carries one hundred and forty eight pounds on her sexy, well kept forty-four year body. She has a 34C-26-37 build that looks lean upon her tallish frame. She looked hot as she struggled down on the floor, Kyoko latched onto the back of her hair while trying to pound her head against the floor. Her white skirt climbed high upon her thighs exposing much of her suntanned colored hose as she fell forward, thrashing around trying to get out of the dark haired woman’s clutches. Kyoko was a dark haired, dark eyed beauty that stood five feet seven inches tall and weighed one hundred and forty six pounds. She looked a little thicker than Sharon but nonetheless sexy beyond belief. She had a sturdy 34B-26-38 body and it looked good in that black mini and yellow, silk blouse. Her skirt was riding high also giving me a wonderful visual of her black stocking covered legs and her healthy looking thighs. She turned loose of Sharon’s hair with the right hand and started pounding her fist against the back of the brunette’s head. Sharon collapsed all the way down onto her front and tried to shift around to where she could locate her hard punching opponent. Kyoko’s skirt was now up by her hips and I saw that she was wearing a shiny, silken black panty and thigh highs that clung tightly around the upper portions of her thighs. Sharon managed to turn over slightly which didn’t do her much good as Kyoko’s fist was able to locate Sharon’s beautiful face. Both women were grunting and struggling fiercely as they scrambled down on the floor, Kyoko landing hard shots against the brunette’s cheekbone, the brunette fighting to improve her position. Kyoko landed a hard right just below Sharon’s right eye, driving her head down against the carpeted floor. Sharon let out a painful moan as the Asian fighter’s knuckles landed solidly. Sharon couldn’t react before Kyoko’s fist slammed against her eye a second time. Sharon grunted painfully as she felt the force of the fist explode against her cheek. Sharon continued to squirm and kick, finally twisting her way around and was now fully upon her back, looking up at her slightly darker skinned adversary as she now straddled her, sitting atop her belly. Kyoko still held tightly to the hair with the left hand and used her right to punch downward at her opponent.

Whew, I was totally overwhelmed that this fight had jumpstarted so quickly. I assume that she’d been back here steaming the whole time and it had boiled over, just waiting for her chance to get at the sexy brunette. Sharon didn’t have a chance as the Asian beauty grabbed her from behind and grabbed the advantage early. Kyoko reached down with the right hand and buried it deep within Sharon’s long flowing hair and used it in conjunction with the left to start repeatedly pounding the back of Sharon’s head into the carpeted floor. Sharon screamed as she felt the burn of her scalp being yanked and her head being pounded against the floor. Sharon reached up from beneath, grabbing hold of the front of the yellow silk blouse, locating Kyoko’s tits beneath the fabric and started using her large hands to crush the soft meat that lie beneath. Kyoko let out a painful howl as she felt the pain of her breast meat being crushed in the American woman’s clutches. Sharon’s long, sharp talons penetrated deep into the colorful, yellow fabric, pressing hard into the soft flesh beneath. Kyoko still held tightly to the sides of the brunettes scalp, and then she started to bounce up and down, driving her nicely shaped derriere down onto the bigger woman’s belly. Kyoko’s weight crushing down on the brunette’s mid-section was hurting the brunette and each thrust pushed precious air out from the dark eyed beauty’s lungs. Sharon’s white skirt was now up around her waist and all of her lower body was clearly visible. As she lay on her back with her legs slightly opened, it was a visual delight to feast my eyes upon her long sexy legs, covered sexily by the suntanned shaded stockings. Between her opened thighs was the brilliant, red colored panty with the matching garter attached to the tops of her stockings. Nice looking stuff. Kyoko bounced hard upon the belly again causing Sharon to raise her four-inch heeled shoes off the carpeted surface and dangle them airborne for a few seconds before dropping them back down to the floor. Sharon oooffed as the air was expelled outward through her lips, the crushing motion upon Kyoko’s tits all but ceased. Kyoko bounced upon the belly one more time before releasing her hold upon the hair and leaning over forward, placing her right forearm across the throat of the sexy brunette. Sharon started to gag and cough from the pressure being placed upon her neck area and turned her head over to the side. Kyoko pressed down hard with her forearm and reached her left hand down onto the front of the American woman’s red blouse. Using her left hand, Kyoko grabbed hold of the front and began tugging fiercely, buttons starting to pop, as the blouse was ripped open. Sharon grimaced from the pressure placed upon her throat and she kicked furiously in fear of what was possibly coming next. The creamy flesh of her upper body was now exposed and Asian beauty quickly used her long, red painted nails to start digging into the brunette’s soft flesh. Sharon let out a wail of pain as she felt the Asian’s sharp nails plunge deep into her soft, sensitive skin. Sharon wore a skimpy, red laced bra that snuggly encased her breasts, bunching the breasts together giving her some added cleavage. Much of the flesh was overflowing from the cups of the sexy red harness and now Kyoko was attacking that exposed flesh.

Sharon bucked like a wild horse as she tried to throw the Asian from her mount, but she was firmly in place and going nowhere. Red claw marks were forming quickly upon Sharon’s fair skin as the Asian worked her nails hard and deep into the flesh. Kyoko was speaking softly, almost whispering to the trapped brunette as she struggled painfully beneath her foreign foe. The clawing motion pulled the lace material downward freeing Sharon’s right tit and she had a large, brown areola on the tip of her breast with a huge, thick nipple standing fully erect in its center. The areola covered nearly the entire tip of her creamy mound of flesh, and the nipple was the largest and thickest I had ever seen. The nipple must have been an inch and a quarter or an inch and a half in length and three quarters of an inch wide, and Kyoko obviously couldn’t help but notice as she zeroed in on it and started crushing it between her thumb and fingers. There was plenty to latch onto and Kyoko pinched it hard and pulled, stretching the soft flesh far from the howling brunette’s chest. The sight of the nipple and the pulling of the tit meat was all I could handle as I exploded into my shorts and dropped down onto my knees in my weakened state. The elasticity of the brunette’s chest was being sorely tested as Kyoko pulled and yanked the nipple around furiously, causing the sexy woman to scream and kick, her right shoe sent flying across the room. Kyoko raised her arm up off her neck so that she could reposition her body to really focus on the brunette’s overly sensitive nipple. She kept her weight upon Sharon’s upper torso, holding her pinned to the floor. She shifted her lower body and dropped it down on her shoulders and face, pinning her down to the floor with a reverse face sit. Sharon’s face disappeared beneath the dark haired woman’s thighs and skirt and she started bridging up onto her feet, trying to kick out of the terrible predicament. Resting comfortably atop her foe’s face and arms, Kyoko reached down and uncovered the other tit exposing the enlarged nipple and areola. Kyoko grabbed hold of each, pinching down and bending the long nipples across her forefingers, locking on tightly and stretching the soft flesh upward, pulling it far from the brunette beauty’s chest. Sharon kicked and bucked, painfully trapped beneath the buttocks and thighs of her unmerciful opponent. I couldn’t get over the nipples on the brunette, as I never imagined anything like this when I’d fantasize about her. I now knew Eric was nuts to fuck around on this beauty. Kyoko turned loose her left hand allowing Sharon’s left tit to snap back toward her chest. Forming her left hand into a balled up fist, Kyoko pressed it down onto the left breast, forcing the meat to flatten beneath it, pancaking it against her chest. Sharon thrashed her legs around causing her skirt to fully ride up around her waist and was now giving the ultimate leg show as her thigh meat shook from her pounding her feet against the floor. Kyoko pushed down with her left fist while continuing to stretch the flesh of the right tit harshly, lifting and shaking her hand vigorously, guiding the soft meat in all sorts of directions. As I watched her thigh meat shake sexily from her kicking, I noticed that the flesh was well tanned, much like her belly. I was assuming that wherever she had been to tan, she must have done so topless. Kyoko was really putting it to her and taking full advantage of the brunette with the early surprise attack.

Kyoko turned loose of the breast flesh and I saw visible signs of the torturous abuse as the area around the areola was reddened and the nipples were rock hard from the attention they received. Kyoko reached behind her, grabbing hold of the brunette’s hair and lifted up slightly, readjusting Sharon’s head, forcing it up further into her crotch before setting back down on the brown-eyed beauty’s face. Kyoko leaned forward and slid her right hand along Sharon’s lightly, sweat-covered belly and inserted it beneath the red, laced panty. Sharon kicked and bucked some more as she felt the Asian’s hand begin to become entwined within her dark pubic patch and start pulling and twisting upon her fur. Sharon lifted her legs into the air, holding them elevated above the floor as she tried to close her legs upon the hand causing her the painful discomfort beneath her panty. Sharon continued to struggle, wiggling and kicking, doing everything possible to fight her way free. Her struggling enabled her to free her right arm and she felt around blindly, trying to grasp at any area of the body she could locate. She managed to grab hold of the front of the yellow blouse and started jerking at the silky material. She yanked it left and then right, tearing the front open exposing the mid-section and providing a glimpse of the black bra that covered the Asian woman’s nice, soft tits. She tried to reach up and grab hold, but Kyoko bounced up and down, driving her ass and crotch down hard upon the brunette’s face. She quickly moved her free hand up near Kyoko’s backside, trying to push her off of her face. Kyoko wrenched her hand hard to the side causing Sharon to lift her legs back into the air and squeeze them together, trying to trap the hand yanking on her pubes. I was nearly on top of them both as I knelt there taking it all in, focusing on the hand movement occurring within the red panty. Sharon had been buried beneath the sexy Asian for quite some time and I was impressed that she still had so much energy and fight still in her as she thrashed around wildly. Kyoko was dishing out a serious pussy hair pulling attack when I noticed some movement within the room out of the corner of my eye. I was so into the battle and the sounds of the fight that I hadn’t noticed when someone entered into the suite. As I turned to glance at who had passed through the door, it was obvious the tide of the bout was about to change.

Kyoko let out a painful howl as she felt the dark hair upon her head being painfully yanked from behind, raising her up into an erect, lifted up onto her knees. As she knelt just above the face of her adversary, a knee was driven into the middle of the Asian beauty’s back causing her to scream out painfully. Jenny had shown up unexpectedly and stumbled into the room to discover her mother involved in this all out catfight. Jenny was absolutely gorgeous as she was decked out in a pair of tight fitting blue shorts, a snug fitting, white tank top with “Who’s a Bitch” written on the front. It was also evident that she wasn’t wearing a bra, as her pert nipples were hard and erect as they pushed hard into the soft fabric of the shirt. Her legs were shiny and tan and she was wearing a pair of Adidas sandals. Her brunette hair was tied up in back and her makeup was carefully done, being that it was Friday night and she must have been out on the town when she happened to wonder by. She slammed her knee forward again, driving it hard into the small of the dark haired beauty’s back and Kyoko reached around for the painful area as she tumbled over and away from Jenny’s mother. Jenny bent over grabbing hold of Kyoko by the hair and screamed out “what the fuck you think you’re doing you Jap cunt!” as Sharon quickly sat up and became aware that her daughter was now present in the room. Sharon stated rather shakily “this is my fight sweetie, I don’t need your help” but Jen didn’t pay attention and pulled Kyoko up onto her knees, before delivering one of her own smashing into the face of the dark eyed warrior. Jenny’s right knee smashed into Kyoko’s mouth and sent her tumbling over backwards onto the floor. Kyoko went over backward, the back of her head landing hard against the carpeted surface and her legs slightly spread while bent at the knees. Jen ignored the comment of her mother, walked around near Kyoko’s head, and lifted her foot upward, driving the heel area of the sandal down onto the chest of the Japanese fighter. Kyoko let out a painful howl as she felt the sharp pain shoot through her right breast as Jen stomped it flat against her chest. Sharon rose onto her knees, raised her hands to her head, and ran them through her hair, watching the action occurring in front of her. She rose up onto her feet, kicked off her other heel so that she was standing level, and looked down upon the Asian fighter, who was now bleeding from the left corner of her mouth. Sharon bent down grabbing hold of Kyoko’s hair and pulled her up onto her knees. Holding her tightly by the hair, Sharon directed her right fist hard, slamming it solidly against the left side of Kyoko’s face and cheek, sending her tumbling back down to the floor. Sharon unzipped her skirt and removed it, as she didn’t want it to interfere with her movements as she approached her downed foe. Jen backed away, came over, and knelt down next to me and I could tell that she had been out drinking, as I could smell the liquor on her breath. As she watched her mother drag Kyoko back up to her knees, she reached over with her right hand and worked her fingers up inside the pant leg of my shorts and felt the wet cum as it clung to the inside front of my short and covered the tip of my cock. She looked at me and calmly stated, “I can make you do that again and I’ll bet you’ll enjoy it a hell of a lot more.” I was in no position to argue the point, as I knew she was correct and she held a firm grip upon the head of my penis. Sharon had now completely removed the yellow blouse from the bloodied Asian and pounded her knee hard against the bra covered breast flesh, driving it inward against the breastbone. Kyoko made painful grunts and moans with each forceful blow of the knee pounding against her chest. Sharon bent over, yanked her back onto the knees by the hair, but this time Kyoko reached out wrapping her arms around the waist of the American, and pushed forward, throwing Sharon off balance and falling backward onto the floor. Kyoko held tightly to maintain her position on top and quickly went on the attack as she used her teeth to clamp onto the flesh just above the waistband of the panty on Sharon’s left side. Sharon screamed out painfully as she kicked and stomped her feet while yanking viciously upon the hair of the Japanese woman. Sharon was hurting badly as tears formed in her eyes and started to stream downward onto her cheeks. Kyoko bit hard and deep, tugging and pulling at the loosened flesh and lowered her left hand down to the front of the panty and started opening and closing her hand, clamping down, pinching and squeezing on the mound area of the howling brunette.

Jen removed her hand from my shorts, rose onto her feet, and approached the two fighters as they struggled down on the floor. Jen reached down grabbing hold of the Asian woman’s hair and pulled upward, lifting her head away from her mother’s mid-section. Kyoko, realizing that Jen was back in play, rose upward with the hair pulling but used it to spin and attack the sexy teen. Kyoko spun and drove a hard right fist that struck hard into the belly of the surprised and stunned Jennifer. The blow obviously caught her off guard as she ooofffed and doubled over while dropping down onto her knees. Kyoko went nuts as she lunged toward the aching youngster and hammered her with a vicious right across the left side of the mouth of the teenaged beauty, dropping her down onto the floor. Jen went tumbling over sideways with the Asian cat leaping on her to continue with the assault. She attacked with her nails primed for damage as she grabbed and clamped tightly to the teen’s shapely breasts, digging and squeezing through the tight fitting cottoned material of the tank top. Jen reached up trying to defend herself but quickly got the help she needed as Sharon moved in and began pounding her fist against the side of Kyoko’s head, taking her attention away from Jen’s full looking breasts. Kyoko turned her head to the side, turning it away from the fist and had her back to Sharon as she moved forward onto the floor, off the teen beauty. Sharon pursued her and lay across her, pinning her opponent beneath her while moving her right hand about, searching for a body part to attack. Jen got to her knees quickly and also moved into position where both women were prepared to attack the dark haired beauty. Kyoko reached up with both hands to cover her head and face, but Jen grabbed her by the wrists and extended her arms above her head, pinning them to the floor beneath her legs. Jen grabbed hold of Kyoko by the back of the hair and raised her head upward, exposing her face for the pounding that was going to take place. Sharon was a beast of rage and beauty as she tore at the black mini, ripping it away from the Asian bombshell’s body, fully exposing the lower torso of the trapped woman. Kyoko was shouting out in her native language, words that I couldn’t understand but it didn’t sound like she was asking for mercy. It almost sounded as if she were being defiant. Jen silenced her as she slammed her right fist hard into the mouth of the Japanese woman, turning her shouts of defiance into a grunt of pain. Jen drew back her fist and punched her again, the sound making a cracking sound as it jolted her head to the right. While Jen punched at Kyoko’s face, Sharon moved her right hand down to the panty area, reached up in between the kicking legs of the Asian woman and pinched hard into the material covering the crotch. Kyoko was in a bad way, lying trapped on her belly with both mother and daughter working her over. Jen’s face was red where Kyoko landed with her punch, but she was the one in charge right now as she pounded her fist repeatedly into the bloodied mouth of the dark haired woman. Sharon was frustrated that she wasn’t doing enough damage and instructed Jen to cease with her attack and work with her. I knew I should have stepped in and stopped the action, but I was so thoroughly turned on by it and was intrigued by the mother/daughter double team scenario. I couldn’t step in just yet.

Kyoko was bleeding pretty steadily from the mouth as blood ran down from the corner of her mouth, running down her chin and neck. Both brunette’s stood on their feet and pulled the bloodied fighter to her feet. Kyoko looked a bit glassy-eyed from the fists she had received from the teen beauty and offered no resistance as she was pulled to her feet. Kyoko looked sexy as she stood upon wobbled legs, standing there in her black bra, panty and thigh high stockings, while still wearing her black, open toed heels. Jen grabbed hold of the sexy woman and placed her into a nicely held full nelson, anchoring her head tightly with a two fisted hold on the back of the shiny, black hair of the bloodied beauty. Sharon fronted her trapped opponent and was still filled with the rage of being attacked from behind to start the fight. She screamed repeatedly at her, shouting that she was going to do to her what had been done to her Yuki. Sharon went to work with the right hand, using the back as she backhanded the dark-eyed beauty across the face, the back of the hand exploding against the right cheek. The sound of the hand cracking across the cheek was riveting, as I tried my best to tune out the trash talking of the brunette’s and focus upon sounds of flesh slamming flesh. Sharon cracked another backhand across the cheek, then quickly followed up with an open handed slap across the left cheek, each blow cracking loudly and causing Kyoko to moan painfully. Ten blows, Sharon cracked upon the bloodied face of the Japanese woman and then she targeted another area of the sexy woman’s body. Sharon reached forward grabbing hold of the black bra and pulled forward and lifted it upward, freeing both of Kyoko’s soft breasts and took aim upon the breast meat. Kyoko’s tit was slightly bruised from the bite she received in the prelims but that was going to be nothing compared to the breast pounding that Sharon was going to give her now. Kyoko’s soft breast was tipped with a dark brown areola, three quarters of an inch in diameter with pert, hard nipples erect in the center. They were nowhere near the magnificent monster’s that graced Sharon’s chest, but they were nice. Sharon rudely commented about the size of Kyoko’s nipples as she reached forward and pinched her long painted nails into the brown flesh. Kyoko wailed painfully as she felt the tips of Sharon’s sharp nails dig inward, into the tips of her tender meat. She kicked her legs and stomped her feet from the painful abuse. Either by accident or smartly prepared, she lifted her right leg upward, driving it hard into the front of the red panty, smacking it hard into Sharon’s pubic bone. Sharon mouth formed an “O” as she gasped out painfully while grabbing for the area between her legs and slowly dropped down onto the floor. This had to be the first time the big nipped woman had ever been racked between her legs and it took the air right out of her. She bent over forward and rested her forehead upon the floor, moaning in agony while grasping and caressing her crotch. Freed from the pounding and pinching from Sharon, Kyoko started to work and struggle, trying to free herself from the hold the young brunette held her trapped in. Jen was trying to hold on, led her over near the wall, and started shoving her forward, banging Kyoko’s head against it. Kyoko was doing all she could to break free because she knew Sharon was only temporarily incapacitated. Kyoko’s arms were trapped but she was a smart woman, used the resources available to her, and positioned her right heel upon the brunette teen's foot. Forcing her full weight down upon her heel, Jen quickly felt the painful effects and started to try and retreat backward, while still attempting to maintain her hold. Kyoko knew what she that she had achieved a successful result and started using her feet, striking downward at the exposed, sandaled feet of the 5”8 beauty. Jen cried out when Kyoko hit the target and finally turned loose of the hold and backed away, limping severely with a pained expression etched upon her face.

Kyoko knew her time was limited and was determined to make the best of it as she quickly lunged at the teen and grabbed her by the hair and led her over to the wall and slammed her face first against it. Kyoko moved almost catlike as she quickly pulled back on Jen’s hair and rammed her forward again, Jen’s face hitting with a thud before reaching up with both hands to cover her youthful beauty. Kyoko spun her around and pushed her up against wall, holding her pinned against it by the shoulders and used her knee to thump it hard up between the nice thighs of the youngster, slamming it hard into the young one’s pubic bone. Jen gasped painfully as she felt the knee explode up between her legs while driving her lower torso against the wall. Jen tried to reach down to cover up, but Kyoko held her shoulders tightly, not allowing her to bend over forward and targeted the young brunette’s crotch again as she drove her knee up hard into the teen’s pubic bone. Again the knee thumped hard into the targeted area causing her to gasp painfully and I could see her brown eyes roll up inside her sockets just before they closed tightly from the pain shooting through her loins. Kyoko leaned forward, holding Jen’s body in place with her left shoulder while using both hands to undo the front of the young girls shorts. She managed to get the top buttoned undone and easily lowered the zipper. She then had to work to pull them down over the shapely hips of the young brunette, but did manage to lower them to the ground. My gawd did Jen look hot in her ultra tight fitting, light purple, cotton bikini brief. It fit snuggly upon her aching crotch and the tight fitting band around the leg area accented her sexy, healthy thighs. Kyoko kicked the shorts away with her foot, and then launched her knee upward, driving it hard into the lower front of the light colored, purple panty. Jen’s head fell forward as she tried to slump downward, but the Japanese woman was not going to allow that to happen. She drove her knee upward a fourth time, this time hitting harder than the first three as it landed with a resounding thud and the brunette’s head bobbed upward like a bobble head doll before slumping downward onto the Asian woman’s shoulder. Kyoko held her firmly against the wall, but eased backward slightly as she let her slide down the wall and fall over onto her left side. Jen was groaning in painful agony as she was now permitted to reach between her legs and cup her aching crotch while Kyoko reached for and raised the material of the tank top up above her naked, bra-less tits. Jen had hard, firm tits, unlike the softer orbs of her mothers’ and unfortunately, she didn't have her mom's overly large nipples. Kyoko reached out and started pinching her long, sharp talons onto the young flesh of the teen when she suddenly Sharon grabbed a lamp from the nearby end table and cracked it across the back of the head of the Asian beauty. The base of the brass plated lamp landed with a thwang, knocking the dark haired beauty forward, hitting her head against the wall before tumbling down onto the floor in a motionless heap. Fuck, she killed her I thought to myself as I headed over and knelt down beside the fallen Kyoko. I quickly rolled her over onto her back and was overly relieved to find that she was moaning lightly and still amongst the living. Her eyes were severely glazed and her opened mouth full with blood and saliva, but she was ok. I stood and took the lamp from the brunette beauty, who was angered and shaking uncontrollably. She glanced at her daughter writhing in pain on the ground holding her crotch, and then cast her steely stare back down on her nearly unconscious opponent. She moved near the head of the dark haired woman, lowered her backside down onto the drooling, and bloodied face of Asian fighter. Kyoko’s face disappeared beneath the thighs and red panty of the brunette and Sharon also trapped Kyoko’s arms beneath the knees and shins. Sharon was not the most skilled fighter as of yet, but she had seen enough of the other battles that she knew a trick or two and was pissed off just enough that she was ready to put a severe hurt on the badly dazed, Japanese fighter.

Sharon drew back her fist and slammed it downward, crushing the soft flesh of the right breast flat against Kyoko’s breastbone. I could hear a muffled moan from beneath Sharon’s backside as the flesh of the soft breast mushroomed out from beneath the brunette’s fist. Sharon held it there, firmly pressing it hard against the moaning woman’s chest. Not satisfied with the result, Sharon lowered her long fingers and nails down onto the chest and used them to grasp hold of the nipples and areolas of both breasts. Sharon pulled up on the nipples and curled them across her forefingers, enabling her to grasp tightly to the soft, brownish flesh. Latched on tightly, Sharon lifted upward, stretching the soft flesh upward, far from the groaning woman’s breastbone. It must have been quite painful to the Japanese woman as she suddenly looked to be more active as she kicked her legs and the moans sounding a bit louder from her buried position. Happy that she was hurting her foe, she really began to work on the brown tips, stretching them fully, deep creases forming in the flesh that it appeared as if she’d rip them from her chest. As Sharon yanked upward on the soft tit meat, I could see that she was using her thumbnails wisely to maintain the grip as she plunged them deep into the brown flesh, digging into the areolas. She had apparently discovered the Asian beauty’s weak point and was really taking advantage of it. While Sharon worked the tits, the other brunette beauty had finally began to stir and rolled over onto her side and slowly rose up onto her knees. She was sexy as hell as she had this pained expression upon her face while still massaging the area down between her wholesome thighs. She tried to get up onto her feet and as she did she staggered backward against the wall. I don’t know if it was the alcohol consumption or her foot where the dark haired woman had stomped the heel of her shoe earlier but she did seem to be favoring her left foot. She pulled her top back down covering her breasts and limped over to where the action was occurring down on the floor. She straddled the Japanese woman's legs and sat down upon them, pinning them to the floor, preventing the struggling woman from kicking and bucking. Jen silently leaned forward and began undoing the straps, removing the four inch heeled shoes from the trapped Asian fighter. Jen tossed one of the shoes aside and held the other in her right hand. Holding the shoe tightly by the toe, she directed the long heel down into the top of the right foot. The painful moan got louder and when I looked, Sharon had raised up slightly to readjust her position, momentarily uncovering the face of the pained, Japanese woman. Sharon quickly engulfed the face beneath her red panty and thighs and continued stretching and twisting on the dark haired woman’s tits. Jen was intent on injuring the dark haired woman’s foot in retaliation as she continued to pound the heel of the shoe down onto the top of Kyoko’s right foot. Ten or eleven blows had hammered the right foot before Jen let up and dropped the shoe from her hand. Jen stood up and there wasn’t nearly the motion in the Japanese woman’s legs as they were now nearly motionless. Jen kicked off her sandals and still favored the left foot, but was probably drunk enough that she wasn’t going to let it interfere. She reached down grabbing hold of the stocking covered feet of the Japanese woman and lifted her legs into the air. She tucked the calves of the legs under her arms and held them against her sides, then lifted her right foot and drove the heel of her foot down onto the pubic bone of the trapped woman. Jen’s foot hit with a thump and I could see the force drive the lower torso hard into the carpet. The meat of Kyoko’s thighs shook and the ass meat wobbled sexily within the tight fitting black panty. Jen screamed downward “Are you trying to damage my pussy you nasty cunt?” and then lifted her foot and stomped down hard into the black fabric covering the Asian’s crotch. While Jen was targeting the crotch, Sharon had been painfully attacking and ripping her thumbnails into the aching fleshy tips of the Japanese woman’s tits. Sharon turned loose of the tits and the painfully stretched flesh sprang back down onto her chest. The tortured meat was darkened from the painful abuse at the tip and Sharon was poised to continue with her attack. Choosing to maintain her focus on Kyoko’s nipple area, she again used the nails and plunged them deeply into the areolas, raking them outward, tearing at the Asian woman’s flesh. Sharon dug and pulled outward, the soft flesh flattening slightly as they were ripped down towards her sides. Meanwhile, Jen’s verbal assault continued as did the pussy pounding that she was delivering down onto the front of the sexy, black panty. I stepped forward finally trying to convince Jen that she needed to back off. She ceased with the stomping, looked over at me and dropped the woman’s legs allowing them to fall heavily and limply down onto the floor. Kyoko lay motionless on the floor as Sharon dug and tore at the flesh at the tips of her breasts. Jen limped away and went through the door out toward the arena. I wasn’t sure where she was headed but I knew I couldn’t follow and had to stay with the action inside the dressing room.

Jen exited the room and I could only imagine where she was headed in her drunken state, limping, wearing only her panties and her tank top. Sharon had changed her mode of attack as she focused her full attention to the right tit, holding the fleshy mound in place with the left hand while tearing at the brown flesh with the nails of the right. She pinched hard into the areola, working the nail of her thumb back and forth across the flesh, using it to pierce and cut into the toughened skin. Meticulously back and forth, she worked it until she was able to cut into the tough brown skin, allowing a light mixture of clear and red fluid to begin easing outward. There was still no movement from the legs of the Japanese woman and I moved in to check on the motionless fighter. Reluctantly, I reached down, grabbed hold of the fierce fighting brunette, and lifted her up off the face of the Japanese woman. I noticed that her fine skin was slick with sweat and her perfumed body was permeating deep into my breathing passages. She kicked and screamed as I pulled her off Kyoko and dragged her over and deposited her on the sofa. I hurried back over quickly as I had this feeling that I’d only have a short period to examine her before Sharon would be back on the attack. I placed my hand beneath the pits of her arms, lifted her upper torso upward, and propped her up against the wall. Dried blood had clotted upon her lips and mouth area while fresh blood still filled her mouth. She was still conscious and she made a gurgling sound while looking outward with a blank look in her eyes. Her nice, soft breasts were deeply reddened from the painful abuse and a trickle of blood was oozing from an opened cut on the areola of the right breast. My feeling of urgency was dead on as I felt the big brunette push me aside, drop down onto her knees, straddling the legs of the dazed, and addle minded Asian. Sharon immediately hammered her with a hard right fist, slamming it hard across the left cheekbone and eye of the badly hurt Kyoko. I rose up quickly and moved toward Sharon when I suddenly heard the door open and in limped the beautiful teen brunette, carting one of the folding chairs that the ladies had occupied earlier. This was not going to be good but I couldn’t bring myself to stopping her. She hollered to get her mother’s attention just as Sharon knocked the Japanese beauty’s face to the side with another powerful punch. Sharon saw Jen holding the chair and stood up, still straddling the badly dazed Kyoko. Sharon bent down grabbing a fistful of hair of the dark haired woman, pulled her away from the wall and lifted her up onto her knees. Sharon positioned herself behind, holding her by the back of the hair and right arm, ready for what Jen was about to do. Jen grabbed hold of the metal chair by the legs and swung it forward, driving the backrest of the chair across the face of the badly beaten Asian woman. The folding chair hit with a twang like sound as it bounced off her forehead. Sharon pulled back on the hair and instructed Jen to hit her again. Sharon turned loose of the hair allowing Kyoko’s head to sag forward and hang down toward her chest. She grabbed hold of the left arm and held on tightly while Jen raised the chair high into the air. Jen brought the chair back downward, slamming it into the back of the sagging woman’s head with a mighty thwack. I screamed at both to stop, that was enough and Sharon turned loose of the arms allowing the unconscious woman to fall face first onto the floor. Kyoko hit the floor and lay motionless, her black hair splayed in every direction as it covered and surrounded her head as it rested upon it’s right side. Both mother and daughter stood there, breathing in and out heavily and looking sexy as ever, but I needed them to get out of here so I could check on the severely hurt Japanese woman. I grabbed the chair from the young one’s hands and told her to grab her shorts and take her mother next door and that I’d be over shortly. Jen stumbled around the room gathering up hers and her mother’s belongings and exited the room as I knelt over the motionless body of Yuki’s mother.

I turned her over and immediately saw a stream of blood leaking down across her forehead onto her face. One of the blows with the chair had opened her up and she was going to need medical attention. I immediately paged my fight doctor leaving a 911 message and the dressing room number while I went to the bathroom to get some materials to begin cleaning her up. Her slightly bloodied chest heaved up and down as she breathed in the air letting me know she was still alive. I quickly filled up a towel with her blood as I tended to her mouth and the gash up within the hairline, near the front of her scalp. Her eyes were opened but didn’t appear as if they were registering anything that was before her, just a very blank look into space. Doc called back quickly and I informed him that I had a little private affair that got out of hand and that I’d need his services. He said he was just finishing up with Erica and would be right back. He inquired as to her status and told me to keep her awake and alert as she probably had suffered a concussion. I had no smelling salts so I sat her up, propping her up against the wall and began gently tapping her face while placing pressure upon the cut on her head. This was proving to be a very slow process but she did start to react groggily to the gentle slaps on the face. Feeling secure that she was slowly coming around, I momentarily left her against the wall and retrieved some more towels from the bathroom, one dampened to really try and clean her up before the doctor arrived. As she had slowly grown more alert and had begun talking, I talked her into holding the towel to her head and left her there, exiting the room to go locate the mother/daughter tandem. I didn’t have to search long before finding the two arguing and nearly coming to blows themselves, as the argument was getting quite heated. I pushed Sharon into the other dressing room while directing Jen across the way to the north dressing area and told her to go have a seat and I’d come meet her as soon as I got everything back in order. She moved forward, grabbed a handful of my cock, squeezing upon it through the material of my shorts and planted her mouth on mine, ramming her tongue deep inside my throat. Gawd, the girl had a long, talented tongue. I groped her left breast in my right hand, fondling it gently and working my thumb across the nipple and I was quickly horny as hell. I pushed her away, told her go wait in one of the dressing rooms and I’d be there as soon as I could. She made her way through the tunnel while I entered into the dressing room with the brunette with the enormous nipples. Her tits were no longer exposed as she had covered them back up with the bra, but the flimsy red material couldn’t hide the hugeness that lay beneath. She had her white skirt back on and was in the process of replacing her blouse when I approached and wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her towards me. She was quite startled but offered no resistance. I placed my lips on hers and pulled her tight, raising my right hand up, grazing it across her soft, goose bump covered flesh, finding its way onto her bra-covered breast. I zeroed in on the large, solid unit beneath the bra and had to feel the thick, large nip for myself. It was everything I thought it would be, thick, solid and full. I also accidentally discovered it was one of her erogenous zones as she started thrusting her pelvic bone forward while lifting her right leg, wrapping it around my backside, using it to pull me in closer toward her. She was such an elegant woman, statuesque and proper and I wanted her so badly that I started to ooze cum all over myself as she pressed herself against me. I went weak at the knees and could barely stand as I unloaded heavily, moaning all the while. She backed her head away, looked deeply into my blue eyes with such an innocent look on her face and asked “what, did I do something?” She gently pecked me on the cheek and backed away slightly while reaching her hand down toward my hard, throbbing cock. She felt the thick wetness within the shorts, smiled and turned away and headed into the bathroom area. I heard her start the shower and peek back out through the door. She looked me with those big dark eyes and said “I’m going to take a shower right now, but you can take my drunken daughter home and I’ll wait right here until you return.” She disappeared behind the door and stepped into the steamy shower.

Shit, I was digging myself in deep here. I exited the room and heard the phone ringing in Kyoko’s dressing room. I hurried in and answered it and it was the doctor letting me know he would be here in just a few of minutes. I looked over at Kyoko who was still seated on the floor, leaning backward against the wall, holding a towel to her bleeding head. She was still a bit dazed but starting to realize what had happened to her as she started to become more vocal in her broken English. The tips of her breasts were fiery red from the painful abuse Sharon put them through. A small stream of blood ran down from the corner of her mouth and her eyes were still glassy. I went over, knelt down, and began asking her simple questions to test her. She refused to answer, rather wanting to rant and rave about how she was going to kill both those bitches when she got the chance. I let her ramble on knowing that as long as she did, she was keeping alert like the doc had asked. It seemed like no time before he arrived and immediately took over and began treating her. He glanced at her head and acknowledged that she’d need a few stitches and checked her eyes and responses. He looked at me and asked “Is there any more bodies lying around here that you need to me to check on this evening?” I knew he was being sarcastic but I responded with a polite no and asked if she were going to be all right. He nodded affirmatively and said he’d have to take her back to the clinic. We helped her get dressed as she continued to spout off about kicking some ass and soon they were both on their way. As they exited the door and headed up the ramp, I really began to think about the terrible situation I was about to be faced with as I had a beautiful, sexy young teen in one dressing room intoxicated and waiting for me to return, and her beautiful, sexy mother in another preparing for an evening of who knows what. I was wanting to fuck them both but knew this could get seriously out of hand real quick. I headed across the arena and entered the room of the teen-aged beauty. I found her slumped upon the sofa, her legs invitingly opened with a wide view of the purple panty covering her youthful crotch, but her head was leaned upon the arm of the sofa and her eyes were closed as she fallen fast asleep or passed out, I couldn’t tell which. I moved closer to her and leaned down trying to wake her, but she was passed out and there wasn’t going to be any chance of waking her. I stretched her out on the sofa and found a blanket, placing it upon her passed out body. I turned and walked to the door, turning out the light and headed back to the other side of the arena. Many good thoughts ran through my head as I strode around the ring and headed to the other side of the building. I reached for the door and opened it, seeing what had to be the most magnificent goddess standing fully naked before me. I entered and closed the door, locking it behind me just in case the younger one would wake and headed in for what was going to be a wonderful evening of sexual pleasure. I moved toward her, taking her statuesque body into my arms and began gently kissing her on the shoulders and neck. As I grabbed her buttocks forcing her lower torso against my front, I couldn’t believe I heard someone trying to turn on the doorknob from outside the room. We paused and looked at each other with a look of curiosity and fear. Sharon backed away and instructed me to go open it; she wrapped herself in one of the robes from the closet and indicated she wasn’t afraid of her daughter or what she might do. I walked to the door with a solid as a rock hard on within my shorts and unlocked the door. I opened it hesitantly as I worked in my mind one of many responses I could come up with when faced by her. I opened the door and was shocked to see the longhaired beauty Nadia standing there. She entered through the doorway and spotted Sharon who was tightening the sash around her waist. Nadia looked around the room and then spotted my hard on pushing outward into the soft, damp material of my shorts. An icy look flashed upon her face as she stared daggers through me and then directed them at the tall brunette. Nadia finally broke the silence and asked, “So, are you doing both the daughter and mother?” I stood silently, not expecting and certainly forgetting that Nadia could possibly still be here from her earlier bout. She glared back at me and boldly stated, “This old woman’s pussy and her skanky whore daughters pussy are no match for mine and I know you want it.” Again I was speechless but I could sense that Sharon was getting a bit pissed by the comments being made by the blonde beauty. Nadia moved over toward me and grabbed at the front of my shorts, grabbing tightly at the tip of my penis through the damp material of the shorts. She squeezed tightly, causing a bit of discomfort as she crushed downward on the tip. “If you ever want to touch me again you ignorant asshole, you had better stay away from this cunt and her little slut daughter.” Sharon started to move over toward us but as she did, Nadia turned loose of my cock and headed toward the door. She opened the door to exit and as she did, she proclaimed, “It’s your choice” and then disappeared as the door slammed shut.

To Be Continued…………………..