Marlo and Kariin had known each other for several years, but had never really liked each other. Basically, whenever they were at the same venue, the two women did a pretty good job of ignoring each other. That changed at a party last week, when the two women were thrown together in a mix of people from both their circles. To make maters and tensions worse, both women showed up in the exact same dress! A floral colored, silky material, that hugged their curves and accentuated each of their oversized chests. There were a series of verbal jabs traded, and at one time a little bit of shoving, but cooler heads prevailed, and neither of the women made a scene....but neither forgot either.
At the valet line on the way out, the two women ended by being next to each other as they waited for their cars. One word lead to another, when local real-estate agent Marlo said, "if you want to settle this here and now, I know the perfect place where we won't be disturbed!"
Karin's answer was short and sweet, "Lead the way bitch!"
Karin's husband Rob slipped behind the wheel of their car as the valet delivered it at almost the same moment an other valet delivered Marlo's BMW Z3 convertible. "Follow me", she called out as she slipped behind the wheel!
The red BMW pulled away quickly and Rob had all he could do to keep Marlo in sight. They drove through town, out the east side, and continued until they came to a small road heading north. They continued until the road dead ended at the beach. Marlo turned her car around and and pulled to the right side and Rob did the same. As the two women got out of their cars, Marlo said, "No men...just the two of us!"
"Fine with me," Karin retorted.
"Here Rob...watch the cars!", Marlo said as she tossed her keys to Karin's husband, and started to walk towards the water. They came out of the scrub grass to a wide expanse of totaly private beach. There wasn't a house in sight, and the night's full moon lit up the white sand like a spot light.
"Bras and panties?", Karin asked as she kicked off her sandals.
"Perfect", replied Marlo as she removed her dress. As Karin lifter her dress over her head, the two women carefully folded their sheer summer dresses, and laid them on their shoes and faced each other. Let me tell you a bit about how we stack up...
Marlo is 38 years old, with shoulder length dark hair, stands 5 foot 7, and is wearing a bright red 36DD bra lacy bra with a matching thong bottom. As for me...I'm 40 years old, with short blonde hair, stand 5 foot 6, and is wearing a black lacy 34D bra and matching bikini panties.
As we start circling each other, Marlo is the first to strike with a hand right handed slap access my face. I recoil, but quickly I turn my open hands into fists and quickly punch Marlo in her gut. The younger woman doubles over from the punch and I capitalize on her first move by grabbing two handfuls of Marlo's hair and delivering 2 knee lifts to Marlo's Double D chest. Delivering a third one, I let go of the black haired beauty's hair, and send Marlo flying, and she lands on the sand!
In a flash I'm on Marlo and we roll around in the sand, each trying to gain an advantage over the other! Finally, Marlo is able to gain that advantage, sits on my stomach, and proceeds to wrap her hands around my throat choking me out! Unable to get Marlo's hands off my neck, I resort to attacking Marlo's large tits, and grab the front of her bra, pulling it down, and releasing Marlo's boobs. My next move is grabbing Marlo's nipples and squeezing them for all she's worth, causing Marlo to release my neck and scream out in pain! Marlo releases he choke hold on me and we roll across the sand, eventually separating and getting to our feet.
As Marlo removes what's left of her bra, I says, "A little saggy there my dear."
"That's interesting because your husband seems to love staring at my tits whenever we're together!"
"Fuck you cxnt!", I spit out.
"No, Fuck You", Marlo yells as she charges me! Marlo catches me just under my boobs, lifts me up, and slams me into the sand. Unfortunately, the bitch knocked the air out me, and I offered offered zero resistance as she flipped me over and undid my bra. Again, I offered no resistance as Marlo flipped me on my back, pulled off my bra, and flips it into the scrub grass! Marlo digs her sharp nails into my tit flesh, causing the me great pain and I scream out as I try to pull the brunette's hands off my tits. Unable to get Marlo to release my tits, I ball my right hand into a fist and punch my opponent right in the side of her head. I do it two more times before Marlo releases my tits and rolls away.
We both cautiously get first to our knees and then to tour feet. In releasing my boobs, Marlo raked her nails across the my D cups, and angry welts on my big boobs are the result. We circle each other topless under the bright light of the full moon reflecting on the white sand beach and our glistening bodies. Marlo is the first to strike and plows a right into my gut. As I double up in pain, the brunette grabs the back of my head to keep me bent over, and delivers two right on target knee lifts to my D cup tits, before throwing me to the ground. Marlo is looking to end the fight as she jumps at me knees first, but I'm not as down and out as the younger fighter thinks, and I roll away at the last moment! In a flash I'm on Marlo's back and start throwing rights into her head. Grabbing two handfuls of Marlo's longer hair, I put my knee in Marlo's back and try bending her in two. The brunette is in a lot of pain, and quickly cries uncle!
As I get to my feet, I leave Marlo with one more kick to her side, which makes the younger woman roll herself into a fetal position. I briefly look for my bra, but failing to see it, I grab my dress and drop it over my head, and smooth it over my free boobs. I reach down and put on her sandals, and then grab Marlo dress, and head back towards the car.
"Where's Marlo?". Rob asks.
"Taking a little nap. Toss me her car keys and follow me.", I reply.
Catching the keys, I slip into the sports car and start it. I pop it into gear and drive about a block away from the clearing before I put on the parking brake and turn off the engine. I drop Marlo's dress in the passenger seat, leave the key fob in the cup holder, the parking lights on, and slide out of the driver's seat and leave the driver's door open.
As I get into their car, Rob says, "You know I'm not gonn ask you what that's all about, but am I right in assuming you won the fight?"
"Oh yea, I kicked the bitches ass! Lost my bra in the process, but small price to pay. How do you think the dress looks without a bra. Should I wear it this way?"
"Not if you ever want to get out of the house! No way I'm keeping my hands off your boobs dressed like that!"
"Speaking about boobs, I need to ask you. Marlo says that anytime you're in the same place as her, all you do is stare at her tits. True or false?"
"Sorry Babe! Even on a diet I can look at the menu! The answer is true, but in my defense, she's got an incredible rack, but then so do you!"
"Well let's go home and you can show me your appreciation!"
