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INTERNATIONAL FIGHT
They were the finalists of the international fight contest among several European countries. Basically it was wrestling but with many variances which could go to catfights and in some cases NHB, no holds barred. They were Maureen from The Netherlands and Carmen from Spain. They had wonderfully fit bodies, very similar in general, Maureen 4 centimeters higher, Carmen four kilos more in weight and some advantage in tits size. The Spaniard was unshaved, the Dutch shaved. It was a curious and interesting difference. The Spaniard was almost 40 years old while the Dutch was only 26.
The rules were very ample, banning only kicks on pussies, punching on the face and gauging eyes. Nevertheless they had in their attractive bodies the marks of the previous fights, scratches and punches marks. The Spaniard had even the mark of a vicious bite on her neck.
They came up to the ring wearing brilliant red and black robes, waving to the applause of the feminine public. They came to the center of the ring with the fem referee, who imparted the known instructions that most times than not were ignored even by the referees. Back in their corners they pull off the robes and showed their beautiful naked bodies while the public screamed taking parts and applauding.
They knew the other was good and strong, so they took precautions, they circled each other, arms extended, breasts high, nipples hard, knees flexed. It was the Spaniard who made the first move. She grabbed Maureen’s wrist, rotated around herself and thrown the Dutch girl to the ropes. Maureen bounced, came back, only to find Carmen’s knee waiting. She got it on her belly and she moaned as she bent in pain with her hands on her belly and tears in her eyes. Carmen smiled, grabbed the long hair of the Dutch girl with her hands, rotated again and launched Maureen for the second time to the ropes. The bounce was not like the other one. Maureen ducked and with great agility put her hands on the canvas, stretched her body athletically, closed her long legs around Carmen’s neck, moved on her hands and sent her flying all over to fall on her back hard. The Spanish fighter screamed and rolled on the floor painfully and screamed more when Maureen dragged her all over the ring by the hair, while kicking her sides and thighs unmercifully. Carmen grunted and screamed, but the beating continued. The Dutch girl thought she had won easily and looked around smiling. Those seconds of self congratulations were enough for the experienced Spaniard. She rolled on her feet, got on her back and punched her kidneys brutally while her left arm locked around Maureen’s neck and started strangling her. The Dutch fighter screamed and sent her elbow hard into Carmen’s belly, cutting her air and making her lose her grip on her neck. Then Maureen attacked with her elbows Carmen’s tits and tummy, bringing her to the ropes where she punished the Spaniard hard. Carmen finally got on a clinch body to body to avoid the barrage of elbows and punches. Her weight was an advantage for her in body to body fighting but only apparently. Maureen was strong and her arms bear hugged the Spaniard strongly. They struggled from side to side of the ring until the Dutch put a foot behind Carmen’s and tripped her, making her fall on the canvas and falling her on top. They rolled over and over for a time, until Carmen stood up, jumped and fall with her big ass on Maureen’s belly. The scream was loud, and Carmen repeated the jump twice before the Dutch got the sufficient energy to roll and stand up. They confronted each other on their feet, Carmen pushing a Maureen still dazed and hurt to the ropes, where she half tied her between the second and third rope and started beating the hell out of the younger fighter.
For some unknown reason, because she could have finished the young Dutch there, Carmen untied her, pulled her out of the ropes by the hair, turned her over her own shoulder and thrown her to the canvas. She leaned over, grabbed her again from the hair and thrown her again and again. The young fighter was receiving a hard beating, her back in pain, all her body in fact.
Where did Maureen found the strength and the ability to suddenly sweep her legs on the canvas and kick Carmen’s legs with her feet is a mystery. But she did it and Carmen fell hard on her back, Maureen jumped and was on top of her in milliseconds. She entangled her powerful legs with Carmen’s, grabbed her hands locking their fingers, their tits pressing and flattening and the worst (or the best) their pussies also locked, making inevitable the arousal of both fighters. They looked at each other with lust as they started grinding pussies and tits, their breath suddenly hard until both exploded in an orgasm which made their bodies arch and shake powerfully while the public applauded and yelled.
Maureen recovered first and took all the advantage. Rolled over Carmen on her belly, bent her arms on her back powerfully and slammed her knees on her kidneys. In two minutes of struggle, Carmen screamed: “I GIVE!!!”.
After the proclamation ceremony, a happy Maureen, still naked with her trophy in her arms, met Carmen, defeated but smiling.
“Well, you have shown you are better in the ring, but after our orgasm I think we should see who in better in bed”, said The Spaniard. “There is only one way to find out, don’t you think so?”, said Maureen, also smiling.
They kissed.
