Anetta loves to Competes
Anetta and Jill met at the edge of the forest, their bikes propped against the gnarled trunk of an ancient oak. The air was thick with anticipation, their breath misting in the cold morning air. Anetta, 40 years old and 5'4" tall, was aware of the way Jill, at 38, and towering at 5'7", seemed to dominate every room she entered. Her figure was lean and athletic, while Anetta's was more voluptuous; her breasts, a full 34E, straining against her biking jersey. But it was Anetta who took the lead in this meeting, her eyes alight with challenge as she regarded her old friend.
"So, you think you can take me?" she said, her voice low and husky. Jill raised an eyebrow, her green eyes glinting in the half-light.
"I didn't say that," she replied coolly. "I just think it'll be fun to see how we match up. You know we used to wrestle all the time in high school."
Anetta nodded, remembering those days well. She had always been a bit of a tomboy, and Jill had been one of the few girls she'd been able to hold her own against in their wrestling matches. But that had been years ago, and they were both different women now. Anetta felt a surge of adrenaline course through her veins as she considered the challenge before her.
"Alright then," she said, her voice firm. "Let's do this."
The two women stripped off their biking gear, revealing themselves in spandex shorts and sports bras. They approached each other warily, circling around the makeshift wrestling ring they'd formed at the center of the clearing. The air was charged with tension as they sized each other up. Anetta's breasts, straining against her sports bra, seemed to defy gravity, almost taunting Jill with their lushness. Jill, for her part, was unperturbed; she knew that Anetta had always been one to use her femininity as a weapon.
"Alright, you ready?" she asked, her voice steady. Anetta grinned, baring her teeth in a predatorial manner.
Jill nodded, returning the grin. "Let's do this," she said, before quickly lunging forward and grabbing Anetta around the waist. Anetta let out a surprised yelp as Jill spun her around and pinned her to the ground, one of her thick thighs pressed tightly against Anetta's chest.
"Not so fast this time, huh?" Jill chuckled, her breath hot against Anetta's ear. Anetta struggled futilely beneath her, her breasts heaving with each breath. She glared up at Jill, her green eyes flashing.
"You think you've got me pinned?" she growled. "I've got a few moves you haven't seen in years." With a sudden burst of strength, Anetta managed to wriggle free from Jill's grasp. They both sprang to their feet, circling each other again. Anetta's chest rose and fell rapidly, her breasts jiggling enticingly with each breath. Jill licked her lips, her gaze fixed on Anetta's ample cleavage.
"Come on, Jill," Anetta taunted. "You know you want a piece of this."
Jill narrowed her eyes, her muscles tensing beneath her sports bra. "I don't think you're in the best shape for this, Anetta," she countered, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "You've gotten soft since high school."
Before Anetta could respond, Jill launched herself at her once more, this time tackling her to the ground and pinning her beneath her weight. Anetta felt the breath rush out of her lungs as she struggled against Jill's iron grip. Her breasts heaved up and down, the material of her sports bra stretched taut across them.
"You're right," Jill growled into Anetta's ear. "I've been waiting years for this." She shifted her weight, trapping Anetta's wrists against the ground as she ground her hips against Anetta's ass. Anetta let out a muffled cry of frustration, feeling the heat from Jill's body radiate against her skin.
"You're too strong," she gasped, her breath hot against Jill's neck. "I can't get out from under you." She arched her back, her breasts pressing against Jill's chest as she tried to find some leverage.
Jill smiled into the dirt, feeling the power surge through her as she held Anetta down. "That's right," she whispered, her voice low and sultry. "You're mine now." She lowered her head, her lips brushing against Anetta's neck. Anetta shuddered, feeling the softness of Jill's lips against her skin.
As she continued to struggle beneath Jill, Anetta felt a strange sensation beginning to build inside her. It started as a fluttering in her stomach, but quickly spread throughout her body. She could feel her heart racing, her breath coming faster and shallower. Her breasts felt heavy and sensitive, aching for release.
Jill seemed to sense her growing arousal, and it only fueled her own desire. She ground herself harder against Anetta, their hips moving in perfect rhythm. Anetta arched her back further, moaning into the dirt as the friction between their bodies grew more intense.
"That's it, Anetta," Jill whispered, her voice thick with desire. "Let go. Let me take control." She nipped at Anetta's earlobe, sending Anetta nipples to push hard against her bra. Anetta groaned, the sound muffled by the ground beneath her.
Jill shifted her weight, lifting her hips off the ground just enough to tease Anetta. Her breasts, trapped beneath her sports bra, felt hot and heavy as they brushed against Anetta's chest. She lowered her body back down, grinding herself against Anetta in slow, deliberate movements.
"Give in, Anetta," she whispered into her ear. "Let me feel you." Anetta arched her back further, her breasts straining against the confines of her bra. She moaned loudly, the sound muffled by the earth beneath her. The friction between their bodies grew more intense, each movement sending a jolt of pleasure through her.
Jill's breath came faster, shallower as she felt Anetta's body respond to her touch. Her own need grew urgent, the weight of desire pressing down on her chest. She could feel the heat emanating from Anetta's body, the softness of her skin beneath her hands. The sound of their labored breathing filled the air, each breath a mix of pleasure and desperation.
She leaned forward, her breasts brushing against Anetta's as she lowered her head. Anetta felt Jill's lips against her neck, the softness of her breath on her skin. Jill nipped at the delicate flesh, drawing a gasp from Anetta's lips. Her hips moved faster, the friction between them growing more intense, more urgent.
"Yes, that's it," Jill whispered, her voice husky with desire. "Let go. Give in to it." Anetta arched her back, her breasts spilling free from her sports bra as she cried out in pleasure. Jill moaned, the sound vibrating against her neck as she suckled at the skin.
Their bodies moved together in perfect harmony, each movement sending waves of pleasure through them both. Anetta could feel the heat from Jill's body against her own, the softness of her skin beneath her fingertips. She dug her nails into the dirt, finding purchase as she arched her back, meeting Jill's thrusts with equal force.
Jill's breath came in ragged gasps, her chest heaving as she struggled to maintain control. Anetta felt her lover's body tremble with the effort, the muscles in her thighs tensing as she pressed harder into her. She could feel the wetness between them, a testament to their arousal and desire.
Their hips moved faster and faster, each thrust sending shockwaves of pleasure through them. Anetta gripped the dirt, her fingers digging into the soft earth as she lost herself in the sensation. She arched her back, lifting her breasts higher, offering them to Jill.
Jill leaned forward, taking one of Anetta's nipples into her mouth. She rolled it between her teeth, sucking hard as she continued to thrust. Anetta moaned loudly, her head thrown back. The sensation was exquisite, and she felt herself growing closer and closer to the edge.
Their bodies moved together in perfect harmony, their breaths mingling as they panted. Jill's hand moved down between their bodies, rubbing circles over Anetta's clit, sending shockwaves of pleasure through her. Anetta gripped Jill's hair, pulling her closer as she arched her back, her hips bucking wildly against Jill's hand.
The dirt beneath them grew wet from their sweat and arousal, but it only served to heighten the sensation. Jill's tongue flicked out, tracing the other nipple, and Anetta cried out, her body tensing. Her orgasm built within her, a wave of pleasure that threatened to overwhelm her.
Jill felt it too, the tension in Anetta's body, the impending release. She increased the pace of her thrusts, her movements growing more urgent. Her hand moved faster over Anetta's clit, her fingers digging into the soft skin. Anetta arched her back further, her back muscles taut as a bowstring.
Their breath came in ragged gasps, their chests heaving as they fought for air. Jill leaned forward, her breasts brushing against Anetta's as she whispered, "Let go, Anetta." The words were barely audible over the pounding of their hearts.
Anettas's body convulsed, her muscles tensing as she felt the wave of pleasure wash over her. Jill felt the tightening of her lover's body, the softness of her skin, and the intense heat that radiated from her core. She leaned forward, her lips meeting Anetta's in a passionate kiss as they moved together in perfect harmony.
Their tongues danced, their lips moved in unison, as if they were one. Their breath came in ragged gasps, their chests heaving as they struggled to catch their breath. The dirt beneath them was a testament to their passion, their bodies slick with sweat and wetness.
Jill moved her hand from Anetta's clit to her entrance, slipping two fingers inside her. Anetta cried out, her hips bucking against Jill's hand. The sensation was overwhelming, and she felt herself growing closer to another orgasm. Jill's other hand moved up, cupping her breast, her thumb teasing her nipple as she continued to thrust.
Their lips parted, their breaths intertwining. Jill looked into Anetta's eyes, seeing the desire and passion that burned within her. She leaned in, kissing her neck, her shoulders, her collarbone. Every touch sent shivers down Anetta's spine, making her shudder with pleasure.
Jill's fingers moved faster inside Anetta, her thrusts becoming more urgent. Anetta arched her back, her hips lifting off the ground as she met each thrust with equal force. Their bodies moved together in perfect harmony, a dance of love and desire.
Their breath came in ragged gasps, their chests heaving as they struggled to catch their breath. Anetta's fingers dug into Jill's shoulders, her nails leaving tiny marks in the soft skin. Jill leaned forward, her lips brushing against Anetta's earlobe, whispering words of encouragement and desire.
Their bodies moved together in perfect harmony, a dance of love and passion. Jill's thrusts became deeper, harder, her breath coming in ragged bursts as she felt herself growing closer to release. Anetta arched her back, her head thrown back, her eyes closed as she savored the sensation of Jill's body moving inside her.
Jill's fingers moved faster inside Anetta, teasing her G-spot as she sought to bring her lover over the edge once more. Anetta's hips bucked wildly against Jill's hand, her moans filling the air as she neared her peak. The dirt beneath them grew wetter, a testament to their ardor and the intensity of their lovemaking.
With one final thrust, Jill cried out, her body tensing as she released herself deep within Anetta. Her muscles quivered with the force of her orgasm, and she collapsed onto Anetta's chest, panting heavily. Their hearts raced together, their breaths intertwining in the warm summer air.
Anettas's body was still trembling from the aftershocks of her own orgasm, her inner muscles clenching around Jill as she tried to regain her composure. She wrapped her arms around Jill, holding her close, feeling the warmth and strength of her embrace.
The sun began to set, painting the sky a deep shade of pink and orange, casting a soft, romantic glow over the field. A light breeze rustled the tall grass around them, cooling their sweaty skin. Anetta looked up at Jill, her eyes filled with love and contentment. "I love you," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the sounds of the wind.
Jill smiled down at her, her fingers tracing delicate circles on Anetta's stomach. "I love you too," she replied, her voice equally quiet. They lay there in silence for a moment, enjoying the peacefulness of the evening and the closeness they shared.
As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting the field in a warm, golden light, Jill propped herself up on one elbow, gazing down at Anetta. "Do you want to get cleaned up before we head back?" she asked, her voice husky with desire. Anetta nodded, her lips curling into a smile.
They got to their feet, brushing the dirt from their bodies and clothes. Jill retrieved their towels from where they'd been discarded earlier, and they used them to clean up as best they could. Once they were as presentable as they could manage, they started to walk back toward the campsite, hand in hand.
