Final part, hope it lives up to the buildup
With that, Tracey grabbed Ilene’s red hair with one hand, and slapped her face with the other. Ilene cried out in pain, her hair being yanked, and a red hand print on her face. Tracey put her free hand in Ilene’s hair, and then flung the redhead across the room, by her hair. Ilene shriek as her hair was pulled, then grunted as she hit the wall, sinking to one knee. Tracey was on her quickly “I’ll teach you to mess with another woman’s ma…” Before she could finish, Ilene sent a fist into the attacked raven haired beauties belly, stopping her in her tracks, and driving the wind from her. Ilene rose from her knee, upper-cutting Tracey with a second punch, this one to Tracey’s jaw. Tracey’s head snapped up, she moaned, and fell onto her back, dazed. Marcus was amazed, as he had expected the flame haired beauty to go down quickly, and now she had turned the tables on his wife.
Ilene hesitated for a second, as she saw a tent forming in Marcus’ swim suit. She knew that reaction well. In the neighborhood were she grew up, Ilene had been in more than a few fights, and had seen the guys get excited as they watched. Ilene recovered, and went back after Tracey. She had liked the couple, but always felt sorry for Marcus, since Tracey worked long hours, and Marcus tried to be as romantic as possible, around her schedule. And with all the name calling, Ilene was now furious. She straddled Tracey, then reached down, grabbing her raven hair, and pulling her face up, Ilene was about to deliver a fist right to Tracey’s nose, when she shrieked and dropped Tracey, falling to the side, and holding her groin. Tracey’s foot came down from kicking up into Ilene’s pussy. Tracey recovered now, and went on the attack, she rolled Ilene onto her back, then stomped on Ilene’s large tits, seemingly trying to pop them. Ilene was crying now, but when Tracey went to kick at her, Ilene was able to grab Tracey’s foot and trio her up.
Tracey landed on the carpeted floor with a thud, and Ilene rolled away to regroup and recover. The warring beauties got to their feet “This needs to end now” Marcus said, as he tried to intercede. “Stay out of this Marcus, this is between me and your Slut” Tracey shot back. “Stupid bitch” Ilene growled at Tracey “I never did anything with Marcus, but if you insist that we did, I might as well , after I rip your tits off!”
With that Tracey screamed and charge. As did Ilene. They met in the center of the room, clashing.. Tracey’s slight weight advantage allowed her to force Ilene backwards. Tracey kept driving forward, until Ilene’s back hit the wall. Tracey smiled, grabbing Ilene’s hair and banging her head into the wall. The redhead let out a loud groan, then brought her knee up quick and hard, catching the black haired beauties, thigh. Witch made her yelp and hope back, her leg losing feeling from the blow. Ilene brought her fists up again, and sent a blow into each of Tracey’s magnificent mammaries. Tracey howled and backed off. Ilene came after, and hit with 2 more punches, another tit blow, and a solid fist to Tracey’s belly. Tracey sank to her knees.
Marcus though his lovely bride was done for, as Ilene grabbed her hair and drew back for another punch. But Tracey always had a will of steel. She managed to lock both hands together, and drive them up into Ilene’s unprotected pussy. Ilene cried out, and fell to her knee in front of Tracey. Facing her rival, Tracey made the move she thought would end the fight. Ripping of the tiny top that Ilene was wearing, Tracey exposed her big jugs. Tracey took one in each, hands that were fairly large for a woman, and used her powerful fingers to crush Ilene’s tits. Ilene was sobbing, but just as determined. She ripped off Tracey’s skimpy top, and attacked Tracey’s now exposed boobs. Her hands were not as big as Tracey’s, her grip not quite as good, but her hands were every bit as strong. Soon, Tracy was sobbing as her tits ached.
The 2 warriors were intent on crushing each other’s assets. They fought without moving for 5 minutes, though it seemed to them as if it were hours. Both teary eyed, and in intense pain, Tracey made the first move, Trying to use her height and weight, she attempt to move forward and bowl over Ilene. I was pushed backwards suddenly, but then fell backward, lifting a foot to catch Tracey in the chest and flip her over Ilene’s head. Tracey landed on the floor with a thud. Ilene rolled away and got to the wall, using it to get to unsteady feet. On the opposite side of the room, Tracey did the same. With her skimpy bottoms already out of place, Tracey pulled them off, exposing her lush black bush. She new Marcus liked that, and figured to show up his redheaded whore. She gasped when Ilene, dropped her bottoms reveal a full thick red mane between her legs. “what’s the matter bitch, you think you’re the only woman that has hair?”
Tracey is enraged now, at being shown up in front of her husband. She charges at Ilene, and slams into her, ine hand grabbing a tit, the other grabbing at Ilene’s pussy fur. Ilene shrieks, and falls backwards, Tracey following and landing on top. Ilene is in trouble now. She is sobbing as Tracey tortures her tit, and yanks at her bush, Ilene’s, feet are kicking, hands flailing. Marcus is worried about Ilene getting hurt, but knows better ten to interrupt Tracey.
Ilene is in deep trouble. She wants to quit, but she can’t let this bitch beat her. Tracey moves slightly, trying to get a better position, It’s an opening for Ilene, who proceeds to slam her knee up into Tracey’s pussy, feeling the wetness of Tracey’s fur on her thigh. Tracy’s mouth open, but nothing comes out. She topples to one side. Sobbing, wracked in pain, Ilene knows she has to finish Tracey off, or go through tremendous torture. Ilene rolls on top of Tracey. Bringing her knee over and cracking it into Tracey’s cxnt again. Tracey is besides herself in pain. Ilene grabs Tracey’s tits in her hands, then presses up, doing a pushup, using Tracey’s tit as leverage. Tracey tries to hold out, her strong will keeps her from screaming for 20 seconds, until she can’t take any more, she lets out a shriek. Ilene smile, and goes for the kill. One hand grabs at Tracey’s lush black bush, yanking for all she’s worth, the other goes into Tracey’s cxnt. Lifting with both hands, she pulls Trace’s hips a foot off the floor, then slams her down. Tracey whimpers, then passes out.
Tracey wakes up the next morning, sore and bruised, Marcus asleep next to her. The sheets are sticky and wet. She realized that Marcus had been in her while she slept. Unexpectedly, a smile crosses her lips. She was wrong, Marcus loved her, and Ilene was the nanny, not his lover. At breakfast, Tracey apologized to Ilene, and Ilene apologized to Tracey. They had new respect for each other. The rest of the vacation was idyllic, as the romance Marcus had planned, with Ilene’s help, went off as he had hoped.
Ilene and Tracey fought a few times after this, but not with each other. But that is for a different time.
