Sister in Law Revisited

by Galtmal

Life hadn't been the same at the family outings since Jo had been involved in her little cat spat with her co-worker, Sharon. I don't know if it was because she had my cock in her mouth or the fact that she had been in a fight and lost, but she would quietly excuse herself and vacate whatever room I entered in a hurry. I had kept in contact with Sharon just to keep informed as to how things were going at the office, and we'd meet occasionally for sex. I did know that since their encounter, Sharon ruled the roost around the office and I knew that didn't sit well with Jo. Through my conversations with Sharon I was easily able to persuade her that she was ready for another fight with her office rival. She related how much she enjoyed beating Jo and would very much like to beat her ass once again. I told her I would try to provoke her a bit when I saw her and told her to be ready to push the issue on Monday morning. Although she wouldn't stay in the same room as me, I did manage to start up a conversation with David about his business and really laid it on thick about how impressed I was with Sharon and that she seemed to be a really strong asset around the office. David too sung her praises and I could see Jo's face redden a bit as she sat within earshot. I piled it on knowing that she hung on our every word, the non-stop compliments getting beneath her skin and eating away at her. She could have walked away and not let it bother her but I sensed that I knew better. The longer she listened, the angrier she got and I finally struck a nerve that she couldn't contain herself any longer and approached us, placing both on her hips and firmly stating, “That brown nosing bitch doesn't know shit!” and then turned and walked away. David and I looked at each other; he quite stunned, me feigning shock. At that moment, I knew Monday morning would be very interesting.

Monday morning came and I called Sharon first thing on her private line to let her know that the stage had been set. Sharon could be such a vamp and bitch; I knew it would be in the bag. My only concern was that it didn't erupt immediately into a war at the office because I knew Jo was steamed and seeing red when she left her folks house. Sharon went into action as she waited until her, Jo and David were all together in the same location of the office. She became all flirtatious with David and asked him what he had done over the weekend. David mentioned how the family got together over at his parents for dinner on Sunday, and he couldn't help but bring up the issue of how she had become a topic of discussion. She played the part like a pro as the encounter raised the blood level of Jo, who stood by quietly taking it all in. Sharon ended the little session by instructing David to leave, that she had so much work to do, and patted him on the ass to send him on his way. As David made his way towards his office, Sharon turned and looked at the infuriated, red-faced Jo and blurted out, “What the fuck is your problem Cunt?” Jo was like a volcano ready to blow but she did her best to contain herself. Sharon didn't let up as she targeted her again, “Does your husband like blondes?” and immediately followed that with “I think I'm going to fuck him, do you mind?” That's all it took as Jo quickly lunged forward toward Sharon slapping her across the face with an open right hand. The blow cracked loudly across her face, the sound echoing in the hallway. Sharon wanted to attack her right there and then, but she held back and kept her anger in check, mildly rubbing her hand upon her cheek to ease the sting. “You and I cunt, same place as last time, tonight at 7:30, and you better fucking be there!” and she turned and walked away from the volatile situation. She went back to her desk and called me immediately, informing me as to what had happened and that she had laid down the challenge. I told her I'd see her around 7 and hung up, knowing that the remainder of my day was going to be brutal with the anticipation of these two going at it once again.

I checked in early, getting the same rooms as before, 1227, 1228, and 1229. I set up the hospitality room just the way I wanted, moving most things out of the way but positioning some chairs around the room so I could move freely from seat to seat. The real struggle was hoping and praying that Jo was going to show up. I knew Sharon would keep getting in her daily digs at agitating her, but I also knew that it was not a for certain thing. Sharon arrived right on time, assured that she had angered Jo so much throughout the day that there was no way she couldn't show. Just then, I received a call on my cell phone and the voice on the other end was Jo. She asked me “Do you know what happened at work with Sharon and I today?” I informed her that I had and was at the hotel with Sharon right now. Jo was silent for what seemed like a really long time and then blurted out “You're behind this, aren't you?” I couldn't lie, so I told her the truth. I had instigated this, I hadn't been able to get her out of mind since their encounter and I wanted to see them get it on once again. I could feel her hedging a bit and I started to envision this plot going down the drain, but I started challenging her pride and telling her how she was falling short to a woman like Sharon. She hung up the phone without saying a word and I looked at Sharon and told her we'd have to sit and wait. We waited and waited, for an hour and fifteen minutes and started to figure that she wasn't going to show. I called room service and ordered us both some dinner and started to fool around a bit on the sofa. I gently rubbed the tips of my fingers across the silky material of her blouse, targeting her left breast until I could feel her nipple swell up and push outward. I slipped my hand inside the blouse so I could get a better hold of her hard, thick unit, gently pinching and tugging on it through the lace material of her bra. It was getting her quite excited and she was soon all over me, working her hand hard and furiously down upon my crotch area, cupping and squeezing while she began to breathe harder. Knock, Knock, Knock . “Fuck,” we both said to each other as we got up and straightened ourselves up. I had forgotten about ordering room service and went to answer the door. I was shocked as I opened the door and saw Jo Ann standing there with a cold, hard look upon her face. “So this is what you fucking want you asshole!” as she moved past me into the room. “I had to go home first and change, I needed to dress up like that slutty bitch if we're going to fight.” Sharon looked a bit shocked too as she watched Jo move about the room running her mouth and letting her know what a tramp and whore she was. Knock, Knock, Knock . This time I knew it was room service and opened the door nervously. He stood there with a cart and I moved into the hall telling him that we changed our minds. I signed the check and handed him a fifty for his troubles and quickly dismissed him. I went back into the room where the battle of wits had already started to escalate.

Jo was a brunette beauty with shoulder length hair and dark brown eyes. She was a 31-year-old married woman without children although she was obsessed with having them. She was wearing a black denim mini skirt that revealed much of her sexy legs. She wore suntanned hose and 4-inch black, strap on heels. Her blouse was a cotton/polyester blend, beige with a large collar and only the top button left undone. Her sleeves were rolled up slightly leaving the lower third of her arm and hands exposed. Her nails were long and painted black to match her skirt and her face was painted to match her mood. Dark colors were painted around her eyes making them look even darker. Black eyeliners and eye shadows added to her cold, hard look and a deep, dark red lipstick covered her full, thick lips. Her outfit did make her look like a slut, but it really looked good on her 5”7, 134 pound frame. It really made her 34C-25-35 inch body look sexier than hell. “Are you getting off on this look you pervert!” she directed at me, as I couldn't remove my eyes from her. All I could do was nod and answer slowly, “absolutely.” Sharon wasn't all that impressed as she stood there listening to and taking it all in. Sharon was a 28-year-old single mother of two with bright green eyes and blonde hair. Her hair was shoulder length and she was now sporting a loose, curled look. She was 5”7 inches tall and weighed 135 pounds. She too wore a mini cut high above her knees, a charcoal gray skirt of the business variety, very professional with pin stripes. She complimented her outfit with an expensive, white silk blouse that fit loosely upon her upper torso. She had on a pair of suntanned hosiery and a pair of black, 3-inch strap on heels. She had a matching blazer but it was hanging nicely upon the back of chair along the wall in the room. Sharon's makeup was nowhere near the extreme job that Jo had done, but she did chime in before leaving the room to the adjoining bedroom, “I'll be back in just a minute, I have to go make myself look like this whore before I can fight her.” She disappeared into the other room and I heard the bathroom door slam loudly. I thought Sharon looked quite nice, not the tramp that Jo was making her out to be, and her 34B-26-36 inch body looked hot in her cute outfit. Jo wasn't being shy about letting me know what a pervert she thought I was and how she couldn't believe that I actually enjoyed watching two women fighting, trying to hurt one another. I tried to tell her that it wasn't the way she was making it out to be, but she reminded me about how hard I was and the various things that happened to her the last time. My only comeback was that I didn't think that she seemed to mind too much. She went silent as Sharon returned to the hospitality room with her face now prepared to do battle. She put on a fresh coat of mascara and eyeliner to bring out the shape of her eyes and the length of her lashes. She applied a greenish eye shadow to highlight her emerald green eyes and added a bit of glitter to bring out the sparkle in them. She put on just a touch of blush to her cheeks, giving them that pinkish hue and finished it off with a very light colored, pinkish looking lipstick. I got an instant ache in my lower region just by looking at her. She also reached into her purse and pulled out a huge dildo, grasping it around the shaft and shaking the rubberized cock. Jo's eyes widened in amazement as she stared at this thing that Sharon held in her hand. “This is ten inches of a friend of mine and I plan on introducing you to. I'm going to stuff this mother fucker up your ass you nasty cunt!” The look on my face had to be priceless as my jaw dropped open and hung there, unable to utter any words. Normally I go over the rules, or lack thereof at the beginning of the fights, but Sharon couldn't help but notice that she left me speechless and helped out with the matter. “Cunt, this is a no holds barred fight where I'm going to rip your tits off your chest, bite the hell out of you, scratch you up, then shove that dildo up your ass and into your nasty pussy! Got any questions?” Jo responded with a big, open handed slap across the face of the blonde knocking her over sideways, dropping her onto the floor. The fight was on.

Jo's right hand cracked hard against the blondes face and Sharon went reeling towards her right, crashing down onto the floor. Sharon hit the floor losing control of the dildo and I swooped in picking it up and placing it on the coffee table. Yuk, that felt strange holding something like that in my hand. Jo pounced down on her, forcing her onto her back and mounting her, taking a seat upon her chest while grabbing for her arms, trying to pin them beneath her knees. Jo successfully managed to pin the right arm with her left knee, but Sharon's left was flailing away with her long painted nails extended outward. Sharon reached up and slashed her nails across Jo's neck, raking them downward and snagging hold of the front of the blouse. Sharon yanked downward and the sounds of clothing tearing and buttons popping had Jo screaming at the top of her lungs, “You fucking little cunt, this blouse cost me $39 and I'm going to take it out of your ass!” Jo chose to ignore the hand that was tearing at the front of her blouse and concentrated on bringing down her right hand, slapping it across the cheek and eye of the grunting blonde. Jo nailed her with two hard rights causing Sharon to whine in pain and to cease with her attacking and cover up her face. Jo went for a two handed grip around Sharon's throat, placing her thumbs hard upon her windpipe and began to press inward with all her might. Sharon started to cough and gag from the pressure being placed upon her throat and she started to buck her hips upward, trying to throw Jo off of her. This was truly a sexy sight as Sharon's short skirt rode up upon her hips, exposing me to her thigh high hose and her red garter belt and panty. She was really bucking hard, rising up onto the toes of her black heels while trying to turn her body over towards the side. Jo was really trying to throttle her, choke the life out of her hated rival. “You're going to fuck me with that dildo you blonde headed cunt? I don't think so.” She snarled through her tightly gritted teeth. Sharon was unable to shake her mount but she was able to free her right arm and used the nails of her right hand and dug them into the flesh of Jo's left wrist. Jo was grunting from the pain she was feeling as Sharon's nails cut deep into her skin, but she ignored it as best as she could as she was hoping to end this battle early. This wasn't about to happen though as Sharon landed with an openhanded blow across the right side of Jo's cheek and eye causing her to groan and loosen her hold upon the throat. Sharon realized the success she had with the slap and went to the side of Jo's head again, the palm cracking loudly against her face causing her to see bright flashes of light. The hold around her neck was completely freed and Sharon lifted her head up and sank her teeth into the inner portion of the right forearm. “AIIIGGGGHHHH” Jo screamed out painfully as Sharon bit hard into her arm. Jo clenched her eyes tightly shut as she scrambled towards her right, moving off of her opponent while pounding her left hand against the blonde's face. The blows caused Sharon to lose her biting grip and Jo moved across the floor on her backside, pushing away with her long, spiked shoes.

Good start I thought as Sharon rose up from her back onto her knees and knelt facing her brunette rival. Jo had scooted across the room on her backside, providing a great view up her short, black denim skirt. Jo also had on a pair of thigh high hose but wore no garter as she used her killer thighs to hold them up. She had on a pair of black or navy panties, I couldn't really tell. She backed up against the front of a sofa and started to rise, but Sharon moved quickly upon her knees and lunged forward, grabbing hair with the left hand and a handful of Jo's breast with the right. Jo fell over onto her right side, screaming as she and Sharon hit the floor. Sharon squeezed with her right hand as she crushed at the tit meat hidden beneath the blended material of the blouse. Jo lifted her left leg up and across Sharon's hip while grabbing hold of Sharon's golden curls with both hands. Sharon let out a snarling like groan as she felt Jo's hands trying to remove clumps of her hair by the root. Sharon moved her face towards Jo and through clenched teeth uttered, “I'm going to fuck you up, you skanky whore!” Jo only grunted as she twisted her hands deep within the locks of the blonde, and worked her right leg under Sharon's torso, crossing her legs and locking them at the ankles. Jo locked her ankles and tensed her thighs as she applied some serious pressure against the sides of the blonde. Sharon closed her eyes tightly shut and grunted, “UNNGHHHHHH” as she felt the power of Jo's knees compress against her sides just above her hips. Sharon used both hands to rip open the front of Jo's blouse, exposing her nicely tanned tits and the sexy black bra that contained them. Once exposed, Sharon attached her long, sharp nails onto the breasts, digging the tips deep into the tanned flesh and forcing her thumbs up into the underside of the black, laced bra. “OHHH NOOOOOOO” Jo blurted out as Sharon's nails crushed inward against her tits. Jo grunted with exertion and Sharon moaned loudly, “UNNNGHHHH” as she felt the thighs and knees squeeze upon her like a Python. Jo felt the pressure ease up on her tits and she turned loose of the curly blonde hair and grabbed hold of the front of the silk blouse and started pulling. The sound of the silk material pulling apart preceded Sharon's “You're tearing my good silk blouse you bitch!” Buttons went flying off and Sharon's smaller breasts and bra were exposed. Sharon's breasts were not sporting the deep; rich tan that Jo had and her creamy flesh contrasted brightly with the red-laced bra that snuggly encased her much softer tits. “UNNNNGHHHH” Sharon bellowed as Jo tightened her legs around her waist once again, slowly stealing the air from the blonde haired woman's lungs. Jo reached forward with both hands, latching on and clamping down hard onto Sharon's soft, milky breasts. Sharon squealed a bit as she felt the long, painted talons of the brunette dig deep into her soft, sensitive skin. Sharon reacted by plunging her nails hard into the flesh of Jo's breasts and raked her nails across hard and deep. “OOOWWIIEEEE OHHH GOD YOU FUCKING CUNT” Jo screamed out as Sharon blazed her nails across Jo's firm, tanned tit meat. Tears formed in Jo's eyes as she felt the painful burn of Sharon's nails tear into her flesh, leaving long red trails of scratch marks on her skin. “UNNNNGHHHHH” spewed from Sharon's mouth as Jo tightened her legs as she crushed inward against Sharon's sides. Looking through tear filled eyes, Jo pulled downward on the lacy material of Sharon's bra and uncovered both of her breasts. Both of Sharon's soft, milky white tits flopped out over the bra and Jo targeted the swollen, pink nipples on the tips of her loose hanging tits. Jo grabbed hold of the pinkish nipples and crushed them between her forefingers and thumbs, using the nails of each to press deeply into the areolas. Latched on firmly to both, Jo crushed her legs together once more and pulled, stretching and testing the elasticity of the blonde's tit flesh. Sharon grunted from the legs crushing her and then let out a blood-curdling scream as she felt the limits of her skin being tested as Jo tried to rip the tits off her chest. Jo's skirt had risen up completely over her hips and I could see that she had chosen a pair of her finest black panties. “OH NO, NOT AGAIN, AIIIGGGGHHIIEEE” Jo yelped out as Sharon sank her claws back into the tit flesh and raked her nails hard into her badly scratched tits. Jo threw her head backward in anguish, the back of her head ramming against the front of the sofa. Sharon reattached her left hand onto Jo's right breast and went to work again while using her right to fire off a punch with her fist against Jo's left eye. The punch landed solidly with a thumping sound and racked Jo's head backward against the sofa hard. Jo tried to curl her fingers under, rolling Sharon's stretched tit meat across them, but Sharon was a warrior and fired off another hard shot against the brunette's beautiful face. Jo's head snapped back hitting the wood trim on the sofa again causing her to cry out painfully. Sharon landed one more and Jo released the blonde's tits and reached up to cover her face with both hands.

By reaching up to cover her face, Jo inadvertently unlocked her ankles taking the pressure off of Sharon's mid-section. Sharon used the claws of her right hand to pull down on the fabric of the sexy lace bra and uncovered Jo's left tit. I didn't have any time to examine the bloodied furrows the nails had plowed across her flesh as Sharon used the opening of Jo's legs to lean forward and bury her teeth into the exposed tit. “AAIIIIIIEEEEEE” Jo screamed out as a fiery pain burned across her chest as Sharon chomped down hard on the tit meat and nipple. The pain was overwhelming as Jo's eyes were drenched with large crocodile tears as she took her right fist and pounded it repeatedly against the side of the blonde's skull. Punches landed in rapid-fire fashion as Jo screamed out hysterically, “AAAIIGGGGHHHIIIEEEE, MY TIT, GET THE FUCK OFF MY TIT, OH FUCK!” Blow after blow landed solidly against the left ear and cheekbone of the blonde, who relentlessly was attempting to hold onto her death grip bite. “Oomph, Ungghh, Oomph” were the sounds that she made each time the fist pounded against her face. Jo hit her a fourth time and Sharon turned loose of the tit and shook her head, obviously feeling a bit dazed from the hard blows. The tip of the brunette's tit was a bit bloody and darkened where Sharon left her teeth imprints. Jo exhaled deeply as she felt a bit of relief from having her breast freed. With no time to relax in a fight of this nature, Jo locked her ankles together again and began to crush the area around the blonde's mid-section. Sharon went “UNNNGGGHHHH” as she felt Jo's strong legs compress around her waist and screamed in utter agony as Jo used her left hand to rake her nails hard across her milky white breasts. Jo's nails dug deep toward the breastbone and plowed reddened trails across the very soft flesh. Sharon flung her head backward from the burning pain she felt within her chest and Jo thrust herself forward, just a bit and forced Sharon onto her back, keeping her trapped between those powerful legs. Jo left a raised, reddened trail upon the blonde woman's chest and immediately went back for more as she plunged her nails deep into the soft tit meat and raked it from left to right across her chest. “AAHHHHH FUCK, MOTHER FUCK, YOU WHORE, YOU CUNT, GET OFF MY GOD DAMN TIT!” Sharon hollered out as Jo's nails cut at her vulnerable, soft flesh. Sharon flashed her nails up toward Jo barely grazing Jo's chest, but she quickly countered by tightening her leg hold around Sharon's waist and crushed the air outward from her lungs. “UNNNGGHHH, STOP IT BITCH, STOP IT” as she felt the painful burn within her lungs from the powerful torture. Jo held her hand up to her own aching tit, caressing it gently and then examining the blood that it left on her hands and fingers. This only seemed to anger the brunette even more and she opened her legs and pushed the blonde's body away from her onto the floor. Sharon exhaled deeply as she desperately gasped in air, her belly heaving up and down rapidly. Jo lunged over onto the blonde's prone body and was anxious to dish out some pay back for the breast biting she had suffered. Jo took Sharon's right tit in her hand and pressed her face down onto it, sinking her teeth onto the meat of the underside of the tit, partially catching the lower section of the areola. Sharon was now the one screaming like a loud banshee as Jo bit hard into the soft, scratched up flesh. “AIIIIIIIIGGGHHHHHH” Sharon screamed while kicking her legs and feet furiously while grabbing two hands full of Jo's hair, trying to pull her mouth away from her tit. Jo bit down hard, crushing the soft white meat horribly between her teeth. “AIIGGGGHHHHHIEEEE” she screamed while taking her nails and digging them into the exposed sides of Jo's cheeks. She ripped her nails across Jo's face causing her to shriek out painfully, freeing Sharon's tit and attempting to roll away from her adversary, who was leaving raised, red welts upon her face. Sharon rolled over and lunged toward her, digging her nails into the skin at the cheekbone and raking them downward. Jo reached up trying to cover up but was too late as Sharon's sharp talons had inflicted more damage upon her beautiful face. Unable to cover up, Jo balled up her right hand into a fist and started hammering hard rights against Sharon's left side, the knuckles boring into her rib cage area. “OOOOMPHHH, OOOOMPHHHH, OOOOMPHHHH” went Sharon as Jo landed with three hard right punches. As Sharon started to stiffen to try and absorb the blows, Jo slid her left hand around to Sharon's backside and began clawing at the fleshy area of the right thigh and buttocks. Sharon pushed herself upward by the hands and rolled to her left, rolling and rolling until she came to a stop twelve feet away from her brunette foe. Jo lay there on her back momentarily, her upper body bathed in sweat and blood, her belly heaving up and down like she was being filled with an air pump. I groped at my crotch as it tingled unlike any feeling that I ever experienced. Both women had been going at each other non-stop for nearly twelve and half minutes and they both looked like they may need a minute or two to regain their breath.

This was a horribly brutal battle and both women were dishing as well as receiving a powerful beating. Jo looked a little worse for wear due to the damage Sharon inflicted upon her face. Jo had scratch marks covering her face, many large welts formed upon her cheeks and a few that had drawn some blood. This wasn't going to be something she could hide at work or at home. I'm sure she'd have some explaining to do, especially to her husband. Both women's breasts were bloodied from the scratching and biting, Sharon's looking like she got the worst end of that battle. Each of their faces was a little puffy and swollen from the punches that were landed, and both had their blouses nearly torn to shreds. The sounds of rapid, hard breathing filled the room as each woman gulped in the oxygen, filling their lungs with much needed air. Jo rolled over onto her belly, as did Sharon as they continued to swallow in huge deep breaths. Slowly, Sharon pushed herself up onto all fours as she posed there with her head hanging downward, her damp, clumped curls dangling just above the carpeted floor. She attempted to crawl over toward Jo, but she was extremely wobbly and certainly not ready to continue the battle at this moment. Jo too finally rose up onto all fours, her head raised upward while still breathing in and out extremely hard. I gazed at her sexy, battered body and for a brief moment felt a severe feeling of guilt, prodding her into such a violent encounter. Fortunately, it was only a fleeting thought as my mind immediately shifted back to how hot and sexy she was fighting and how much I'd like to drill her right there and then. She looked great with her one exposed breast dangling toward the floor, her skirt around her waist displaying her shapely ass and tanned thighs. I wanted to crawl up behind her and nail her doggie style. They both started to move a bit more, each lifting themselves up onto their knees and taking the time to adjust their skirts, glaring at one another, almost in disbelief at what they were each looking at. I adjusted the rock solid lump that felt tightly constrained within my pants and readied for what I was certain to be a great ending to a vicious brawl. They both began walking forward upon their knees, coming together until their bodies fell into each other, each baring claws and locking up in combat once again.

Both weary warriors fell into one another, their tattered blouses and bloody breasts colliding with a moist smacking sound. Jo went for a two handed hold of Sharon's curly locks while Sharon buried both her hands into the backside of Jo's scalp. Both women started moaning as they felt the pain start up all over again. “OHHHH” Jo groaned painfully as Sharon jerked back hard, trying to yank out clumps of the brunette's hair. “UHHOOHHHH” Sharon painfully moaned as Jo reciprocated as she wrapped the curls tightly around her fingers and yanked outward from the scalp. These moaning sounds seemed to be more guttural sounding, as they seemed resigned to the fact that any more pain from this point on would only be incidental. Jo pulled her upper torso away and rammed it forward, driving her larger, bloodied chest into Sharon's smaller chest. Sharon tried to retaliate by shifting her upper body from side to side; working hers across Jo's body, but Jo used hers like a battering ram as her larger breasts overwhelmed Sharon's. Sharon tried to back away a bit, but Jo pressed her chest forward, hearing the low, painful moans that it was forcing from her opponent. Sharon tried aligning her nipples with Jo's, pushing forward hoping that her hard, swollen units would rub on Jo's and inflict some pain, but Jo's were just as rock hard and her larger, firmer tits were punishing Sharon's softer ones. Sharon turned loose of Jo's hair and moved both hands down onto Jo's tits and started to squeeze, trying to level the fighting field just a bit. Jo moaned as she felt Sharon's nails plunged back into her breast flesh, compressing tightly on her already painfully sore orbs. Jo turned loose of Sharon's hair and positioned her right hand upon Sharon's left breast and started twisting and yanking on the severely sore nipple. Sharon shrieked as she backed away from the torturous nipple pulling. Sharon yanked downward on the black bra finally uncovering the other tit and grasped hold of both of Jo's nipples, pinching her fingers on tightly while pulling and yanking at those firm tits. Jo grimaced as she felt the painful twinge shooting through the tips of her perfectly formed breasts. Jo also tried to back away while attaching her left hand onto Sharon's right tit, pinching hold of the nipple and areola and yanking, pulling and twisting while testing the elasticity of the soft tits. I felt like I was going to explode as I got down on my knees, taking up a side view of this tit stretching battle. Sharon's stretched a lot further and appeared as though it would be more painful, but Jo had a larger, thicker nipple and it gave Sharon a solid target with in which to work and Sharon knew what she was doing as she expertly pinched her nails into the darker shaded tips. Back and forth they went, each taking turns as they tried to outdo one another, trying to rip the nipples off each other's breasts. It was difficult to say who was winning this portion of the battle; each woman's low level moans told me that each was having a certain amount of success. Sharon gave Jo's left tit an extra hard twist and Jo quickly turned loose of Sharon's while dropping her head down onto Sharon's right tit, sinking her teeth into the badly aching tit. “OH MY GOD YOU FUCKING, AIIIGGGHHHHH” Sharon screamed out as she fell over backward trying to evade the viciously hard biting from her brunette rival. Sharon landed on her back hard, Jo pulled along in tow as she chomped down hard into the soft, mushy flesh of Sharon's tit. Sharon began kicking her legs frantically and throwing punches into the left side of Jo's head, many landing around the eye and cheekbone. Blood started to flow freely from Sharon's chest as it streamed down the outside area of her breast meat, leaking down toward her side and back. Five blows landed against the brunette's face before she lifted her face up off her chest, fresh blood running down from her lip towards her chin. Sharon tried rolling towards her left, then towards the right as she tried flipping Jo off of her body. Jo started to lower her face back down towards Sharon's chest when Sharon managed to snake her right arm downward, slipping her hand up inside the black denim skirt and started to attack the areas between Jo's thighs. Jo let out a hissing sound as she felt the sharp talons of the blonde probing the pubic region of her body with intent to injure. Jo tried to shift away, but Sharon got a hold of the tender underside of the crotch and pinched hard at the fleshy area beneath the panty, causing Jo to shriek out loudly. “EEEEEIIEEEEE” Jo screeched out as she felt Sharon pinch hold and pull on the outer lip area of her pussy. Jo rolled away quickly, landing upon the floor hard as she reached down between her legs, trying to pry her adversary from her crotch. Sharon rolled with her, improving her grip as Jo's legs were opened as she lay on her back like a cockroach. “IIIEEEEEEEEEEE” she screamed as Sharon pinched and pulled at the pussy flesh. Sharon briefly let go so in order to work her fingers inside the leg opening of the panty and get at the raw stuff. Her claws disappeared beneath the black-laced material of the panty and located pubic hair and a hot, moistened, pussy reeking from the smell of a long, hard fight. “OOOHHH GOD” she screamed as she felt Sharon's nails and fingers work their way into the thickness of her pussy. Jo clamped her thighs shut, trying to place some pressure upon the hand inflicting damage to the fiery hot area between her thighs. Sharon worked her hand hard and deep inside Jo's pussy while lowering her mouth down onto Jo's belly, grabbing a chunk of heaving belly flesh and capturing it between her teeth. “OH FUCK, YIIIEEEE, FUCK, FUCK” Jo hollered out as Sharon bit hard on the fleshy area on her left side. Sharon bit hard at the belly flesh while yanking her hand out from the leg hole opening and reinserting it inside the waistband, sliding it down the front, sliding it across her hair covered mound. Jo clamped her legs together again, trying to slow down the attack on her feminine region, but Sharon was adept as she slid two fingers up inside her pussy. Jo opened her legs as she used them to try and turn her body over towards her opponent. Sharon was forced to turn loose of the bite she held on Jo, and Jo turned her body enough that she had Sharon's skirt within her reach. Jo gave it her best trying to block out the carnage that Sharon's nails were doing inside her pussy as she strained to reach toward Sharon's backside with the left hand. As she struggled to get at the blonde, she turned her body over just enough to make it uncomfortable for Sharon's hand and she had to remove it from the deep depths of the panty. This maneuver freed her to move her lower torso comfortably around and she worked her hand up beneath the pin striped skirt, attacking Sharon's crotch from the backside. Sharon rose onto all fours and started to try and crawl away, but Jo quickly removed her hand from beneath the skirt and latched hold of the material at the waistband and pulled, trying to pull it down across her hips. Sharon kicked out with her foot, driving her three-inch heel into the upper thigh area of Jo's left leg. Jo lunged forward, throwing her body atop Sharon's and forced her down onto her belly. Lying across her back, Jo again went about the task of groping at Sharon's skirt and worked it down towards her knees. Sharon pulled herself forward across the carpet with her hands and slid away from Jo, who was frantically grabbing for Sharon's panty. Sharon was completely out of her skirt as she rose up onto her knees and turned to face her rival.

Sharon certainly didn't have it up top like Jo did, but she did have a top notch backside and a great set of thighs and legs, and they were fully on display now as her red laced panty clung to her shapely body, the sexy garters still attached to her hose. Jo jumped up and dove at the kneeling Sharon, knocking her over backwards onto the floor and immediately attacked the area between the blonde's thighs. “OH FUCK” Sharon screamed out as she felt Jo's fingers clamp hold of the crotch area of her panty and crush whatever part of flesh she could get a handle on. Sharon started raising her left knee, ramming it against Jo's right side near the upper thigh area. Jo shifted her body to the side, moving it out of harms way but left herself vulnerable as Sharon easily moved her hand beneath the denim skirt again and latched hold onto the front of the black panty. “EEEEEEKKK” Jo shrieked as she immediately felt the effects of Sharon grabbing and yanking on her pubic hairs when she clutched hold of the black lace. Jo tried to clamp her legs shut, but Sharon was entrenched firmly on the front of the panty and went to work hard at mauling Jo's crotch area. Jo rolled backwards onto her side, trying to bend away from Sharon's grasping hand, but was unsuccessful in doing so. Jo launched her own attack as she took an unobstructed path and slid her hand down inside the tight fitting red panty of the blonde. “EEEEEEIIIIEEEEE, OH FUCK” she exclaimed as Jo's hand slid across her pubic mound and went straight for the enlarged lips of her hot, wet pussy. “EEEEEOHHHH, NOOOO, PLEASE DON'T” went Sharon as the blonde tried clamping her own legs together, trying to prevent the brunette from penetrating her womanhood. No such luck for the mother of two as three of Jo's fingers easily slid into and entered Sharon's sopping wet vagina. “OH NO, NO, STOP, PLEASE STOP” Sharon bellowed as she felt her sexual orifice being violated. She turned her face upward, facing towards the ceiling with eyes clenched tightly shut, agonizing but still working her own attack as she worked her hand up to the waistband of Jo's panty and inserted it down inside. “OOHHHHH” Jo wailed out as she felt Sharon's talons feel their way across her pubic mound and once again find the moist pink area of her pussy. What had once been one of the great assaults on each other's tits had now changed over to what appeared to one of the great pussy duels of all time. Both these battlers, evenly sized and matched had their hands buried deep into the other's crotch, mauling away without mercy. Jo cried, “I'M GOING TO RIP YOU INSIDES TO SHREDS” as she raked the inner walls of Sharon's pussy with her three fingers inserted deep inside. “OH GOD” Sharon moaned as she felt the long nails tear at her soft, wet tissue. Sharon was quick to reply, “I'm going to FUCK YOU UP so bad you WON'T RESEMBLE A WOMAN by the time I'm through with you.” “OH, OHHH, OH GOD DAMMIT” Jo groaned in agony as Sharon ripped at the inner walls of her vaginal canal. Again, these two hellcats were taking turns as they attempted to destroy one another's femininity. First it was Jo crying out, then Sharon. Sharon hit pay dirt when she raked her nail hard across Jo's swollen clit, taking special care to dig her nail hard into the sensitive tissue. “HOLY SHIT YOU FUCKING BITCH, AAAAIGGGHHH, OH FUCK” Jo screamed as she rolled over onto her back while pulling her hand from Sharon's panty and trying to remove the claw that was painfully torturing her pussy. Sharon knew this was the opportunity she had been looking for and zeroed in on the clit, scratching at it unmercifully, pinching her nails into it, trying to tear it from Jo's body. Jo was beside herself in pain as she thrashed around wildly, her legs kicking at the air and the floor, her hands pounding the floor and then slapping at the hand torturing her. She cried out agonizingly, “I GIVE, I GIVE, PLEASE STOP, I GIVE, I QUIT, STOPPPPPP!!!” Sharon raked her fingers across her clit one final time before rolling over onto her back and lying there, staring upward at the ceiling, exhausted and hurt.

Jo lay upon her back bawling while clutching tightly to the vaginal area of her body. Both women's bodies were bloodied, bruised and severely battered as this fight pushed the level of brutality to new levels. Sharon lay there placing her hand across her eyes, her body shaking and quivering as she sobbed heavily from the painful experience. I was yanking and pulling on my rod, stroking it hard through the cottoned material of the pants, working my way toward shooting a load. As exhausted and spent as both fighters were, I was shocked to see Sharon sit up so quickly and crawl across the room. She crawled over to the coffee table and grabbed hold of the dildo. At first I thought there was no fucking way, but Sharon crawled back over to the bawling Jo and ripped and tugged at her panty, pulling them down over her knees, pulling them off her feet and tossing them over to me. I caught the panty and immediately shoved it against my face, inhaling the intoxicating scent of Jo's sweaty, violated pussy. Jo started to scream, “OH NO, YOU CAN'T BE SERIOUS” and Sharon swung the dildo cracking Jo across the jaw quickly shutting her up. The dildo smashed against Jo's mouth, the weight of rubber dick driving her head over sideways. Jo reached for her mouth crying “Oh Fuck” as she started to sob again from the painful blow to her jaw. Sharon took a seat upon Jo's belly, bouncing her ass up and down hard on her mid-section, and then bent over slightly and grabbed hold of Jo's left leg, hooking it and lifting it upward. Placing her left hand on the back of Jo's left knee, she held the leg skyward while taking the dildo and inserting into Jo's pussy with the right hand. There was no easing it in or being the least bit gentle as Sharon plunged it in hard and deep, ramming it in about nine inches deep. Sharon had a hold on the end of it like a baseball player reaches for the knotted handle of a baseball bat. She rammed it deep, then pulled it out, completely removing it from Jo's pussy. She raised the dildo upward, and then swung it downward, striking it hard across the opened lips of Jo's womanhood. “OOOOOHHHH” Jo moaned as moved her right thigh inward, trying to clamp it against her elevated leg. OPEN YOUR LEGS YOU FUCKING WHORE” Sharon shouted while bouncing upon Jo's belly. Jo eased her leg open and Sharon took aim and smashed it again against the brunette's wet, throbbing pussy. “UNNNNGHHHHH” she groaned out agonizingly. Battered and bloody, Sharon seemed to be reenergized as she worked the tip of the rubberized rod into the moistened lips of Jo's pussy, plunging it nine and half inches deep inside the loudly groaning brunette. Over and over, she pulled it out to the tip, teased her a bit and then plunged it back in with a full force thrust. The action was hard, fast, and relentless. It looked like the working of a piston as Sharon kept plunging the dildo in all the way up to the notched handle, repeatedly. Jo appeared to have no resistance to the rape that was taking place as she now laid there a completely beaten woman. Sharon thrust the long, thick rod up inside Jo's pussy several more times before she turned and addressed me as I sat there stroking at my stiff cock. Sharon seemed pleased, pleased that I was getting off on watching the two of them and overwhelmingly pleased that she answered the call to battle and was able to defeat her rival. She removed the dildo from Jo and raised it upward before delivering a hard blow with it against Jo's pussy. “OOHHHHHAAA” Jo groaned as the hard instrument smashed hard into her opened womanhood. Sharon released Jo's left leg and it fell heavily down onto the floor. Sharon rose up to her feet, standing and straddling Jo's sweaty, bloodied, beaten body. I clapped my hands a few times in appreciation and told Sharon what a great job she had done. “I'm not done with this cunt yet!” she exclaimed as she bent over forward grabbing a handful of hair and started walking towards one of the chairs, pulling a moaning Jo along in tow. Jo scooted across the carpeted floor on her backside until Sharon lifted her onto her knees, forcing her face down into the cushion of the chair. I noticed that blood had stained the carpet in the room and figured I'd have to pay an additional charge to try and have it cleaned. Seeing Jo's face and chest resting upon the cushion, I figured I would also have to pay to have the chair cleaned as well.

Sharon lifted Jo's skirt up, raising it up to her hips while exposing Jo's bare backside. Sharon drew back her right hand and swung hard at Jo's bared ass, ripping the hard dildo across her right butt cheek. “OOOOOHHHH GODDD” Jo moaned as the hard rubber made a cracking sound as it smacked against her raw flesh, the butt cheek wobbling at impact. Sharon drew her arm back and cracked her across the ass again. “OH MY GAWDD, NOOOO” she cried out as her ass shook like jell-o. Jo flailed her arms upon the chair; hurting from the powerful beating she was receiving. Sharon pulled back her arm and let it fly forward again, driving the hard rubberized rod across Jo's ass. CRAAAACKKK. “FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, OHHH FUCK” Jo wailed as her deeply reddening ass shook from the violent impact. Sharon let her right arm hang loosely, holding the rubber dick in her hand and reached down grabbing hold of the back of Jo's hair and lifted her head up off the chair's cushion, holding it tightly while shaking it around. “I'm going to finish your ass once and for all you nasty assed, smelly cunt!” Sharon turned loose of the hair, allowing Jo's face to fall back onto the chair. She hoisted her left leg up and over Jo's bent body, straddling her while facing Jo's blazing red ass. Sharon bent over forward, grabbing hold of Jo's fiery red butt cheek with the left hand and used her fingers to spread it open, exposing Jo's anal cavity. “We're going to find out just how much of a woman you are!” Sharon stated as she moved the head of the dildo to the opening of Jo's anus. Sharon sat down upon Jo's upper back, forcing her further into the chair and began to drive the tip of the dildo into Jo's anus. “AAAIIEEEEEGGHHH” Jo screamed out as she felt the thick rubber cock spreading out her anal tissue as it was forcibly plunged into her ass. “AAAIIEEEEEEGGHHHHhhhh AAAAIEEEEEGGHHHHHH” she screamed out as it penetrated a bit deeper. “Quit your fucking whining you god damn slut! You've only been introduced to about three and half inches of my friend here so far, you've got another six inches to go.” Jo was bawling heavily as her body quivered and shook, but her cries were muffled as she buried her face into the chair's cushion. Sharon eased the dildo back out, keeping just the tip inserted at the opening, then shoved it back in, forcing it about four to five inches deep. Sharon held it there momentarily, changing her grip from her right hand to her left hand. She lifted her right hand high and brought it down hard, cracking it open handed across Jo's left butt cheek. Jo's cries sank into the cushion as she shifted uncomfortably upon her knees and I saw her ass tighten from the hard, slapping impact. Her ass tightened and grabbed an even tighter hold upon the dildo that was causing her so much pain and discomfort. Sharon lifted her hand and slammed it back down against Jo's bare ass. Her rectal area constricted upon the dildo once again and the white of both her buttocks were ablaze from the beating issued thus far. Sharon shook her right hand a bit, “Fuck, that hurts” as she examined it momentarily. Pausing for a moment, Sharon rose up off Jo, only to drop down full force driving her derriere down onto her upper back area. Jo's lower torso collapsed a bit from the force of the weight landing on her, but Sharon grabbed hold of the partially inserted dildo and used it to lift her back to her knees. Sharon eased it back out slowly, taking care to assure that it wasn't totally removed, then jammed it back inward, forcing it hard into the darkened anal area of the brunette. I watched intently at Jo's reaction, her body language now telling me how agonizing this torture was to her. Sharon twisted her hand, grinding the rubber shaft into her anal cavity. Jo tried to lower her bottom towards her feet, but Sharon used the dildo like a handle to raise her back up. I knew she was hurting and as I witnessed the shaft grind within her backside, I actually started to feel sympathy pains along with her as I swore my own ass was starting to hurt. “There's still four more inches of dick you haven't met bitch, so knock it off,” as Sharon turned and instructed over her shoulder. Sharon pulled on the dildo, accidentally removing it from her ass and I noticed that the tip of it was very dark. I wondered about it a bit until I saw Sharon ram the thing like she was working with an ice pick, jabbing it until it penetrated the hole and then jammed it back inside of her. Jo's body tensed up substantially before it appeared to go limp. Sharon kept grinding and shoving, forcing it a good eight to eight and half inches deep. I moved in to check on her, as I was now growing a little concerned about her welfare. Sharon looked at me and said, “Don't you wish this was your dick buried up inside her prime ass?” I could only smile as the thought had certainly crossed my mind. I moved a bit closer and Sharon stated sternly, “STAY BACK! I'm just about finished with this skank.” I stopped and watched as Sharon pulled the dildo completely out again and started stabbing at Jo's anus. This time I noticed that there was some rectal bleeding as the target of the jabbing tip was a bit bloody. She hit the target and drove it hard and deep, her ass finally taking the full ten inches. Jo's body didn't tense up or quiver making me realize that she had passed out from the intense pain she had experienced. Sharon didn't care as she was finally going to teach this bitch a lesson she'd never forget. Sharon eased it out about five or six inches and then rammed it back inside, all the way up to the notched handle. This was her time and she was going to take full advantage as she started moving it back and forth piston like. After continuing at this at what seemed like an eternity, she fully removed the dildo and rose up off her motionless opponent, stepping away from her thoroughly defeated foe. Sharon turned back towards her, reached down grabbing a fistful of hair and jerked her backward, pulling her off the chair and depositing her down onto the floor. Jo lay upon her back, arms stretched out to her sides with eyes closed, unconscious. Sharon carried her dildo with her as she gathered up her skirt and what remained of her silk blouse. Without a word, she disappeared into the adjoining bedroom and closed the connecting door behind her. Jo's face was smeared with dried and semi dry blood from the facial scratches. Her eye was starting to bruise and was swollen from the punches she had taken. Her firm, shapely breasts were also bruised, scratched and bloodied. Dental impressions marks were visible upon the one left damaged the worst. There was a bite mark on the lower side of her belly; her skirt was up around her hips and her lower region totally exposed. The stocking on her left leg was down near her knee while the other was as perfect as it was at the fight's beginning. Her tanned thighs were still glistening a bit with sweat and her nicely trimmed pubic region looked to be intact. It was the areas I couldn't see that concerned me and I wondered if I should call Doctor Gerald to come over and examine her. I glanced at my watch and realized that this entire event lasted close to thirty-five minutes as each woman fought a valiant fight. I placed the call to Gerald just to be on the safe side and started to run several scenarios through my head of how this might possibly be explained. Jo started to come around a bit although she was extremely disoriented and unaware of her surroundings. I covered her with a blanket and placed a pillow beneath her head while stroking her forehead with my hand. “Lie still Jo, I have a doctor on the way over to examine you.” She looked up though severely glazed over eyes and then closed them again as seemed to pass out once again. Now I was really concerned. Concerned about her health, and concerned about what and how this was going to affect the both of us. I was so interested in seeing the fight; I didn't consider the fallout or the consequences.

To Be Continued…………….