Jan and Liz, The Picnic By Sidekick [email protected]

Part 2 of the story of Jan and Liz

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This story is a guy's fantasy. I've written it in the "first person"
style from one of the female character's point of view. It's not real
and it would never happen. But I think it makes a really exciting story.
Maybe you will too.
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A couple of days later, I was looking forward to the weekend.  School is
such a pain.  Micky Mouse rules abound.  Put that together with lots of
stupid homework and it can ruin your whole day.  I was glad it was
finally Friday night and I could forget about all that for a couple of
days.  Later that evening I got a phone call from Jan.  I was a little
surprised.  We hadn't spoken since our fight in her family room on
Tuesday.  "What do you want, slut?", I asked.  "Listen Lizzy", she
replied.  "I really need to let out some frustration and relax this
weekend.  I was thinking about a picnic out at the lake.  Just the two
of us, you know what I mean?".  I smiled.  "Yeah,  I know what you mean,
you skank", I said.  "We could spend hours together", she replied.  Yes,
we could work out our problems and inhibitions", I answered.  "There
would be no one around to bother us", she volunteered.  "I think I'd
like that", I panted.  "How about we pack a lunch and leave around 11?",
she asked.  "Fine, see you then", I said as I hung up.


I smiled as I visualized our Saturday to come.  We both knew we were
planning on fighting all afternoon. We would find a secluded place and
not be disturbed as we went at each other.  We'd actually done it a
couple of other times in recent years, but it had been a while.
Tomorrrow was supposed to be real hot as summer appeared to be coming
early this year.  I went to the dresser and layed out my skimpiest
swimsuit, continuing to think about our meeting tomorrow.


The next morning, I went out and packed the Toyota with a meager lunch.
Jan soon came out wearing a very short robe over her swimsuit.  I was
dressed similarly.  It was already 80 degrees and bound for over 90
later that afternoon.  "Ready Lizzy?", Jan said cheerfully.  "Yes, let's
enjoy our day", I answered as I slid into the driver's seat.  As we
pulled away, I saw our mother's watching us and shaking their heads.
They probably knew what we really had planned.


We arrived at the lake in about 40 minutes.  It was a remote area of
Galor County with a high plateau on the far side of the lake and a mini
beach on the near side.  There weren't many facilities there.  It was
more of a natural preserve with no boating or kids playgrounds.   That
kept the crowds down.  You could find a place to be all alone there,
particularly this time of year.  So we headed for the far lake side.  We
climbed up the hillside and went out into the grassy fields that
overlooked the lake.  It was really a beautiful place and I was
genuinely enjoying the scenery as we picked out a tree for our picnic
location.


We spread out the blanket and set out the food we had brought.  I was
already sweating as I took off my robe and towled off before reclining
on the blanket.  My swimsuit was the one I had bought that previous year
and hardly big enough to keep me from getting arrested.  Jan got
comfortable as well.  Her swimsuit also was scandalous.  We both had
nice bodies and we knew it and wanted to show them off whenever we
could.  As we lay there on the blanket, we ate, drank and took in the
beauty all around us.  After a while I looked at Jan and thought about
the two of us wrestling in the grass.  With no one around to interfere,
it was going to be an afternoon to enjoy.


She was looking back at me and smiling.  "Come on, let's do it, Lizzy.
Let's have a fight".  I laughed.  "You wanted to come out here so we
could fight, did you?".  I got up and started to stretch.  "Don't be coy
with me bitch.  She also rose and we stepped toward each other until we
were nose to nose.  There was almost no air moving.  My nipples were
hard as the excitement of fighting with Jan was building.  We pushed
into each other's bodies with our hands on hips.  Our tit's were mashing
together, and we were pushing with our legs for leverage.  Our faces
were touching and, as we started to curse each other, I could feel her
hot breath.  "Fuck you, cunt".  "You dirty whore".  I was charged as we
grabbed two fists full of hair and jerked our heads back as hard as we
could.  We stumbled around, pulling hair and leaning against each other
for several minutes.  The only sounds were our panting and soft grunting
as our fight started to gain momentum.  I remember thinking how many
times she and I had fought and how much I loved it.  I figured I was
lucky to find find someone who liked to fight as much as I did.


We bent over from the waist, still trying to pull each other's hair
out.  I let go with one hand and slugged her in the chest and gut.  She
started slugging me and we were punching each other's mid-sections.  As
we punched each other I felt the hot sun on my back as we has staggered
out from under the tree.  In a minute or so, we turned upright and
grabbed hair with both hands again.  Our faces were about a half inch
apart.  I could see the sweat on her face.  Her hair was getting wet
from excertion and the sun.  I jerked up my knee and hit her pussy.  She
groaned and we started to smash our knees into each other.  We both got
it good shots to the pussy in the next few minutes.  Finally we stumbled
to the ground.  Never letting go of our hair we tangled together like
snakes.  Our legs were tangled up and we rolled over and over in the
short grass as the sun beat down on us.  We were sweating profusely now
and we slipped around gathering little grass blades that stuck to our
sweating bodies.


We wrestled furiously for several minutes.  Our bathing suit tops were
not designed to take this abuse.  They were both soaked in sweat and we
each had one of our tit's hanging out.  We rolled to a stop with each of
us sitting facing off with our legs around each other and our hands full
of hair.  We rested in this position for a minute.  We panted and
sweated as we surveyed the damage.  We didn't care about our sweaty
condition or that a tit was hanging free.  We wanted to go on into the
afternoon, fighing like animals.  I let go of her hair with one hand and
pulled her useless top all the way off and threw it behind me.  She then
reached over and pulled mine off as well.  We started wrestling again,
sliding our naked and sweaty tits against each other.


I tried a punch at her head.  This set off a round of head hunting as we
both tried and got in a few shots.  We were still locked together by our
legs.  We held hair and tried to throw haymakers but we couldn't punch
very hard.  Although we hit each other a few times, we just got a few
read marks.  Maybe there would be a black eye in the morning.  It was
hard to say but at that time I didn't care.  That would just be a sign
that I'd been fighting and I didn't mind that.


We were getting really overheated and tired in the sun.  I said to her,
"let's get out of the sun, bitch".  "Fine", she answered and we
separated from each other and got on our knees under the shade of the
tree beside the picnic blanket.  Before she knelt down she took off her
bikini bottoms and through them aside.  I did likewise.  The we grabbed
hair and tangled our naked bodies together.  We layed side by side in
the shade and slowly and occasionally jerked each other's hair.  We
needed to rest and cool off but we wanted to keep fighting.  We stayed
still on our sides but jerked hair and cursed each other while
recharging our energy.  I reached behind her and grabbed one of the
bottles of water we had brought for lunch.  I drank and then passed the
bottle to Jan. She and I drained the bottle while still holding our
fighting embrace.  She tossed the bottle and we resumed pulling hair
with both hands.  It was several minutes until we had enough energy to
do more.  We started to roll over and over on the ground.  We started
one way then we came back and rolled over the remains of our lunch.  Now
we have bread crumbs, lettuce and macroni to go with the grass sticking
to our sweating bodies.  As you might guess, we didn't care.  We resumed
our rough fighting.  We started to punch and knee as well as wrestling
all over the picnic blanket.


I rolled on top of her and kneed her really hard between the legs.  She
seemed to be down for the count.  I felt her grip on my hair loosen.  I
slugged her in the the gut, and she let go and just lay there.  I rolled
off her and wrested on my back, glad for having won this battle.  It
wasn't very long before we drifted off to sleep.  I awoke very groggy,
not knowing how long we napped, but the day was still hot.  I looked
over at Jan and she was just awakening also.  We looked at each other
and saw a naked adversary with a scratched and still sweating body.  We
were covered with food and grass.  No one would have found us
attractive.  As I stared at her, the desire welled up inside me to feel
her struggling against me again.  We didn't say anything to each other
as we were shaking off the cobwebs.  We knew that we wanted to spend the
afternoon in combat.  So we both knew that we would fight some more.


I crawled over to the remaining bottles of water, opened one and drank
quickly.  When I'd finished, I brought the other one and sat down beside
her as she guzzled it down.  We were laying on our sides facing each
other in the shade.  I reached out and grabbed her tit with one hand and
sqeezed hard.  She winced and grabbed for one of mine.  We layed there
scratching tit for a couple of minutes, and squeeled and moaned softly
as the pain increased.  Then we got up on our knees and grabbed tits
with both hands and squeezed and scratched.   We cursed a blue streak at
each other.  I loved this fighting.


We tangled up an started wrestling again. We punched and jerked hair as
we built intensity.  We went at it harder and harder until we were
having a ferocious catfight.  We grabbed hair and tit, we scratched and
punched, we kneed and kicked and wrestled with glorious enthusiasm.  As
our energy was spent, we slowed and remained in a close tangle of
bodies.  I could smell her fowl odor from sweat and the grass and food
we'd rolled around in.  I slugged her in the side.  She cursed me and
jerked my hair back hard.  I yelled and kneed her pussy.  We were each
giving as good as we got.  But it was like a fight in slow motion.
Finally we just lay there tied up like snakes.  I really didn't have
much energy to move.  We strained against each other in small ways. We
pulled our hair in small jerks.  We pushed into each other with no
effect really.  We had no energy to damage each other anymore, but we
didn't want to stop fighting.  We rocked back and forth, we bumped and
strained and jerked hair and felt the sweat run down between our
bodies.  We really did stink, but we kept going at each other as best we
could.  The whole scene was animalistic.  We grunted and panted.  Since
we were too tired to do much else, we began to fight verbally.


"You fucking bitch whore".  I said.  "you cunt licking cow, I hate your
fucking guts", she answered.  "Come on, bring all you've got slut", I
challenged.  "Yeah, bring it on asshole", she panted.  "Let's go, let's
mix it up".  We lay there for several minutes, bravely challenging each
other.  We had no more energy, but I really didn't want to stop.
Finally, we had to separate.  "Fuck", Jan swore as she let go of me and
pulled her leg from around me.  Though we were dissappointed to have to
stop, we knew it was time.  I got up and searched for the extra towels
we had packed.  The picknic basket was smashed, but I found the towels
and tossed one to Jan.  We cleaned up as best we could.  Finally we
found our bathing suits and put them back on along with our robes.
After stuffing the trash in our trash bag, we started for the far lake
shore.


As I started the car she climbed in the passenger side we turned ans
stared at each other for a moment.  She reached up and pulled my hair.
I turned toward her and we pulled hair with both hands for a minute in
the front seat of the car.  I would get it on with her, anywhere and
anytime.  But we knew it was time to go home and finally released each
other.  "Let's save this for another day", I said.  "Yes, there will be
another day", I answered as we drove off for home and a hot bath.  Just
now, that actually sounded better than fighting with Jan.