[CA Sleeper]

I have been reading these fantastic posts from new member Amazon Victoria about her various fights and her accounts have captured my imagination.    Victoria, a six foot tall ebony fashion and fitness model, has had some pretty sexy battles.  
I decided to  write a couple of  short stories based on her posts.  I hope you enjoy...
   

[CA Sleeper]

MAKING MELONIE MOAN

UUUGGGGGHHHH, the Eurasian beauty ratchets up the pressure, squeezing me like a python and crushing my muscular body.  She has me wrapped up in a tight body scissors and has grabbed my left hand, trapping it against the floor so I can't try to break the scissor hold.  I am swinging my free right hand around wildly, but every time I get it near her she slaps it away.  

Our initial face off  is a distant memory.  The crowd was on its feet, thrilled by the contrast between the gorgeous, muscular 5'10" Eurasian beauty clad in shiny black and silver zebra print string bikini and the equally powerful and stunning 6' ebony Amazon in black booty shorts and a crimson sports bra.  They could sense immediately that this struggle between spandex-clad rivals held the rich potential to be equal parts devastating power and raw sexuality.

I tittered in a less than subtle manner upon entering the club and seeing a sign held by a fan for my sultry Asiatic rival that read "Smother her out Melonie." Whether my rival's name was bestowed on her by remarkably prescient parents or a clever manager, it fit her eye popping tits to a tee.  Her eyes narrowed angrily on seeing my reaction.  Then she saw a sign held by one of my supporters that said "Conquer her Amazon Victoria" and rolled her eyes ever so slightly.  On seeing her unsubtle eye roll, my eyes had narrowed hostilely.

I am jarred back to the present matter at hand as she grunts and the pain explodes from my ribcage.  We have been at this for what seems like hours, but in reality is closer to 30 minutes.  Belly to belly, breast to breast, rolling over each other, slapping, scratching, and clawing.  Basically doing anything and everything we can to get the upper hand, or at least some slight advantage.  Struggling like two mighty beasts, each hell bent on vanquishing her rival.

Frankly, I am surprised that the Eurasian bitch has stuck with me thus far.  Her choice of attire for our match suggests that she is a girl better versed in titillating men at a strip club in oil matches and the like than in locking up with a skilled equal, but the first time she wraps her lean, muscular thighs around my body I  recognize her as the real deal.  Throughout our seesaw battle she has ably compensated for her lack of experience and two inch height deficit with speed, stamina and agility.

By this point, we are each thoroughly spent, desperate to score victory before succumbing to exhaustion or the sheer power of our opponent.  We have become quite physically familiar over the course of the lengthy match, our legs and arms intertwined almost constantly, typically with one of us straddling the toned, sexy belly of the other and pressing her down to take any advantage.  The cool, smooth material of her skimpy top has been pressed against my face for lengthy intervals throughout the match, a flimsy wall between my cheek and her impressive jugs.  Turnabout is fair play, so she has also been force fed my large assets throughout the contest.

She tightens the body scissors repeatedly, grunting with exertion and excitement.  The crowd is wild with anticipation, expecting their Eurasian favorite to score another win, this time against a larger ebony rival.  My ribs are throbbing, and I am soaked in perspiration.  Each contraction of her powerful thighs brings the olive skinned beauty closer to victory.  She senses that victory is near, squeezing with all her might and arching her back in what based on the audience's reaction is an incredibly sexy pose.  

The surprise, powerful punch from my free right hand directly into her toned belly quickly erases her confident grin.  As my middle finger drills deep into her navel, she lets out a pained OOOMMMPPHH, and her face is twisted in pain. The Eurasian is a fighter though, and rather than releasing her tight scissor hold she ratchets down again angrily, her belly twitching as she fights through the intense pain which her face reveals to be throbbing through her abs.  In a surprising show of speed and power she traps both of my wrists with her left hand, then hisses, "Bitch," as her long fingers go to work on my crimson spandex top.  Her nails slash the fabric and fingers roughly yank at the clasp.  As the fabric begins to tear free, she grins widely, dreaming of the ways she will torment my impressive tits.

I see shock, followed by disappointment and anger, flash in her fiery almond-shaped eyes as she realizes that I doubled up bras and she must now remove my much skimpier black spandex top to achieve unfettered access to her targets.  

I give her a cocky wink, infuriating the busty lass.  I know that this endeavor has tired her because she is supporting our awkwardly positioned bodies and lacks leverage.  She is strong as an ox, and my hope is that she will wear herself down further as she strives to achieve her goal.  She is quick to oblige, anger flashing across her face.  She presses my wrists against the floor in an awkward manner, sapping her strength further.  I feel her powerful fingers prying the top off, and soon my gigantic ebony boobs pop free from their moorings.  A triumphant smile crosses her face and the crowd roars for their champion.

As she is celebrating, I buck mightily and she briefly lets go of my wrists to attempt to steady herself.  I immediately wrap my hands behind her head and force her face into my tits.  There is the sound of wet flesh slapping against sweat slicked flesh, then a shocked and muffled squeak of protest from the surprised big titted Eurasian as she is forced deep into my bosom.  

"Getting a good look at them, hun?" I rhetorically ask the surprised and furious Eurasian. "You worked so hard, I just want to make sure you get to see them close up.  Like them hun?"

Her hands are desperately slapping at my sides and she has relaxed the scissors, her sole focus to get precious air and free herself from this surprising and humiliating predicament as quickly as possible.  As she moans into my breasts helplessly, my own nimble fingers go to work on her zebra print top.  With dexterous fingers that have grown quite accomplished at this maneuver through countless contests, I rudely strip her of her top in seconds and begin to smack and squeeze her giant tits with my right hand.  "You might want to double up next time, hun," I purr as she howls her muted protest into my ebony warheads.

The crowd becomes silent, transfixed by the powerful and sexually charged vision of their big titted Eurasian favorite getting force fed my ebony orbs as I repeatedly slap her huge breasts.  The club is completely silent other than the sounds of my hand energetically smacking against her tits and her muffled groans and squeals that barely manage to escape from the confines of my bosom.

I expect her to go limp like a ragdoll after this punishment, to beg to submit or stupidly succumb to the lack of oxygen.  Instead, she bucks and twists and manages to free her face.  We roll acros the floor, two incredibly powerful and well-endowed vixens locked in a struggle for dominance.  Melonie is undefeated, and fighting a losing battle out of a stubborn determination to keep her perfect record.  I admire her for that fire, but know I must crush the fight from her soon or risk allowing her to retain her streak.

Given her loud shrieks and squeals as I mauled her tits, I decide that those giant assets may in fact prove to be her downfall.  Once we roll apart, I go to one corner and she retreats to the other.  

We eye one another like sumo wrestlers, each confident in our assets and their ability to ace this test.  Melonie is a truly magnificent physical specimen standing there naked save did the tiniest triangle of zebra print spandex covering her nether regions.  I am similarly impressive clad solely in booty shorts that cling tightly to my firm and perky ass, my oiled, ripped abs shimmering under the lights.

Without a word I advance to her, thrust her up with my breasts and give her my tightest bear hug.  We are crashing into one another with all our might, like two bucks colliding repeatedly in the forest.  I see a look of intense determination in her almond-shaped eyes, and shoot her daggers in reply.  

"Had enough hun?" I ask hopefully.  She ignores the query, tightening her grip and thrusting her bouncy breasts into mine.  I return the favor, forcing by warheads against her large, soft targets and squeezing her ribs.  

We struggle for a few minutes, each grunting and trying to muffle squeals of pain.  I decide to ram myself against her again, and she takes a step back and swallows a groan. Her warrior princess facade cracks for a nanosecond and as our eyes meet we both know she is mine.  Her massive orbs simply cannot withstand mine.  She has brought pillows to fight bowling balls, the titfight equivalent of bringing a knife to a gunfight.

I seize the momentum shift and ram my jugs into hers repeatedly.  Tears welling in her eyes, she impressively keeps on fighting.  She is losing a half step with each collision, gradually yielding ground each time.  After ten brutal strikes, she is desperately trying to hide the pain.  With a primal yell, I lunge at her, pick her up off the ground and slam her back against a post.  I then ram my tits up into her massive orbs, determined to wrest a submission from the saucy vixen.

As my arms squeeze her, she squirms desperately in the hopes of freeing herself so that she is no longer trapped between my warheads and the post.  Physical exertion and pain have taken their toll, and she knows escape is impossible.

"You give hun?" I purr.  She gamely thrusts her jugs a final time, then tears stream down her face as the pain finally proves unbearable.  She frantically bucks and tries to twist, but we are belly to belly, her back against the unyielding post.  I feel her hot breath on my face, our bellies touch here and there almost seductively as we gasp for breath.  Our eyes lock.  I thrust a final time and her body convulses and goes limp.  "I give...I GIVE!"

With that screaming submission she collapses to the floor and lies spreadeagled on her back, throbbing in pain, her taut belly heaving.  I have thoroughly  defeated and broken this powerful vixen.

As Melonie tries to muffle her cries of woe, my chest swells with pride and excitement.  My body aches, I am panting, and my chiseled ebony body is slick with sweat.  My heart is pumping wildly, and my entire body is aroused by the sight of big titted Melonie fighting back sobs after losing her first fight.  My eye falls on the tattered remnants of my red sports bra, thoroughly shredded by the big titted Eurasian's sharp talons.  With lightning quickness, I grab the bra and flip Melonie onto her belly.  I hear her startled, plaintive cry as I drive my knees into her back, grab her wrists and use the tattered remnants of my bra to tightly bind her wrists behind her back.  

She squirms and wiggles frantically, then lets out an almost plaintive moan when I roll her onto her back and she realizes she is now both spent and helpless.  I watch her belly rise and fall, and see her struggle to fight back tears.  As I run my feet over her sore breasts she winces in pain.  Then the busty wench looks away in shame as I trace her string bikini bottom with my foot, then jam my toe into her belly button.  

With a dramatic flourish I pick up her satin, zebra print bra, place my foot firmly on her miniscule triangle bikini bottom, and raise her bra over my head like a championship belt.  I am greeted by thunderous applause as I celebrate my dominance over this stunning, sexy, big titted bitch.
 
I am so hot as I stare at Melonie, rolling about clumsily as she tries to stand up.  I clutch her bikini top tightly, ready to hang it in a place of honor on my wall as a souvenir of this epic win.

[KarsaOrlong]

Bravo!  Good Work and very descriptive tale!

The next story I post will be in the first person as well, I like how you did it, I have been having difficulty with mine and is taking me far longer than necessary lol

Witness - Karsa Orlong

[CA Sleeper]

Bravo!  Good Work and very descriptive tale!

The next story I post will be in the first person as well, I like how you did it, I have been having difficulty with mine and is taking me far longer than necessary lol

Witness - Karsa Orlong

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Thanks Karsa.  I am glad you enjoyed the story!  I look forward to your first person story.  It is fun to experiment a bit with point of view.

[CA Sleeper]

MAKING YUKI YELP

(Repost with pic of Yuki's body model)

Yuki is digging her knees into my flanks and straddling my belly. I am humiliated that she has held so tough, given my 8 inch height advantage and significantly larger mammary assets. I have to hand it to the 5'4" caramel-skinned Asian beauty, she has hung with me, fought through my attacks and just been faster and more cunning. In a fight that I expected to be chocolate all over caramel, the reverse has been the case.

I have landed some hard punches, doubling Yuki over a few times, and managed to rake her entire body with my manicured nails several times, but she has used her speed advantage and flexibility to counter my favorite moves. She has dominated the fight, as clearly demonstrated by the fact she is straddling me at this very moment.

"Get your head in the game Victoria," I mentally chastise myself. "You got this. You should own this chick."

As I am mentally cheering myself to victory, the crowd is cheering on Yuki, clearly hoping for their David to topple Goliath.

Yuki's perfectly lacquered lips purse into a wide grin. With a twinkle in her almond-shaped eyes, she crawls along my belly, approaching my breasts. I then see the long eyelashes over her right eye flutter as she winks to the crowd before leaning down so her mouth covers my exposed breasts. She then begins to motorboat my impressive orbs!

I am furious. As I lay there with the cocky Asian straddling my belly and pandering to the crowd, my frustration begins to boil over into white hot rage.

Yuki leans back, leisurely arches her back, and plays with her hair. As she rocks back and forth, my hands suddenly shoot forward and I place one behind her head and the other around her slim waist. Her smug smile is replaced in a split second with a look of sudden surprise and confusion as I yank her violently forward, slamming her face into my massive breasts.

"You didn't get a very good look, now did you Yuki?" I hiss as I press her delicate nose deep in my cleavage and squeeze her slim body against mine.

Yuki's tight body squirms frantically as she comes to the sudden realization that while her lean body is still on top of my muscular one, she has suddenly and decisively lost her previous dominant position. I grin as I hear her arrogant purrs replaced by plaintive mumbles, and feel her hands wildly slapping against my flanks as she struggles to free her face from the confines of my bosom.

While still pressing her face tight into my breasts, I briefly release her waist to allow my nimble fingers to go to work on the ties of her metallic gold satin bikini top. I am satisfied to hear her muffled cries of surprise and anguish as the top is untied and her perky breasts pop free from their moorings. I quickly rip off the top, pleased that we are now both similarly exposed, and subject to comparison by the spectators. As she whines into my mammaries, I squeeze and twist her smaller tits.

With a movement so fast it startles both of us, I roll us over so she is now on her back under me. I then position her completely under me, crushing her below. I feel her squirm and buck, but she cannot move me. Gradually I feel the strength and fight draining from her fit body, and my body becomes moist from her perspiration. I stare down on her and she can barely return my gaze. I see tears of anger and humiliation begin to well in her eyes as she realizes I have her trapped and bested.

Normally I would let the Asian beauty submit at this point, but I deny her that option given her prior arrogance. No one motorboats Amazon Victoria (against her will). No one.

I finally take my feet, and treat the onlookers to the vision of a six foot tall ebony goddess staring down at a sexy Asian kitten lying flat on her back, completely spent, clad in the skimpiest metallic gold low rise thong. I study Yuki's defeated face and watch her toned belly rising and falling as she gasps for breath.

I grab Yuki's silky black hair and peel her limp body off the mat. With a grunt I hoist her up and place her in an over the shoulder backbreaker. I lift her up and down in a display of power. She squeaks out her weak protest. Then I flip her over onto her belly so her body is draped over my shoulder and her tight, apple-shaped ass is next to my cheek.

Her perky ass begins to tense and quiver instinctively even before my hand crashes violently down on it. Soon the sound of flesh smacking tender flesh and Yuki's shrieks of agony permeate the room. I carefully soon her around 360 degrees so each and every one of her supporters sees me spanking their favorite. Gradually, Yuki's frantic yelps become mere whimpers of embarrassment as she becomes numb to the physical pain.

I relish the look of abject disappointment I see on the faces of Yuki's fans, and feel her warm tears rolling down my back.

I let Yuki slide off my shoulder and onto her back on the mat. I see a brief glimmer of hope in her eyes that the fight may be over, but that fades as I carefully position my backside over her face.

"Please no," she begs, horrified at what is about to happen.

"Bounce around on my belly...motorboat me," I say through gritted teeth.

"Kiss... my...ASS...!" I hiss as my round ass suddenly crashes onto her face. She lets out a pitiful sob as I land, pinning her arms with my knees as her face is enveloped in my ass.

As I sit atop her, I see a shimmer of light reflecting off her gold bellybutton ring. The indolence of not removing it, not respecting the power of my punches, infuriates me anew. I begin to slap and punch her belly and breasts as she struggles under me, desperately flopping her legs. Finally I feel her body go completely limp.

I stand and admire the vanquished vixen lying on her back beneath me. I plant my foot on her belly which is barely rising and falling as she breathes. On seeing no signs of consciousness, I playfully flick her belly ring with my toe and trace the edges of her gold satin bikini bottom with my feet, then plant my foot over her mouth. The Asian she-cat does not stir.

I look out at the crowd, most of whom are clearly disappointed that I averted an upset. I lean down, place my hand firmly on Yuki's belly and slowly peel her gold thong down past her thighs, calves and then feet. "Sorry to disappoint, but I am taking the gold in this match," I exclaim triumphantly as I scoop up both halves of Yuki's gold metallic bikini as my tropthy.

I then splay out the gorgeous, stripped Asian's arms and legs and admire my handiwork. Her breasts are red and scratched, her cheeks red from my slaps, bruises are appearing on her belly and legs, and a black eye is developing. Several of her manicured nails are chipped and her lipstick is horribly smeared from having been transferred to my ass and breasts. With a wry smile, I lean down, grab a magic marker pen and write a message for the arrogant Asian to remember me by.

I walk out abruptly, leaving the Asian vixen out cold on her back, "Body by Victoria" scrawled on her sore belly.

VICTORIA'S TROPHIES:

* Shiny black and silver H-cup bra - yanked off Melonie during fight
* Skimpy gold metallic bikini -stripped off Yuki during (top) and after (bottom) battle
*

[York]

well....I am not really surprised to read about the beautiful Asian being defeated.....and humiliated...
and I loved that too..!!!   

[griffin]

Nice going   Enjoyed both stories.  Expecially Victoria's defeat of slim Asian Yuki.

[CA Sleeper]

Nice going   Enjoyed both stories.  Expecially Victoria's defeat of slim Asian Yuki.

Thanks Griffin.  I had a lot of fun with Yuki.  I loved putting her sexy body physically on top, but having Yuki shocked as she suddenly finds herself in a  very submissive position. 


York, glad you liked it.  Thought you might. 

[Miss Marvel]

I should soon be making Victoria a victim herself. 

[CA Sleeper]

I should soon be making Victoria a victim herself.  

So you and Victoria are going to fight?  What type of fight?  

So perhaps the story will be added here, or to a new string about your victims. 
 
This should be an exciting fight!!    

[Yumi girl]

I want revenge for Yuki...I am willing to take it

Go get her applelao!   Yuki should get revenge...she had Victoria.
 

[Amazon_Victoria]

I want revenge for Yuki...I am willing to take it

Go get her applelao!   Yuki should get revenge...she had Victoria.
 

I'm willing to take on the two of you at once, just to show you both that neither of you are a match to go up against me. Especially you Apple.

[Yumi girl]

I want revenge for Yuki...I am willing to take it

Go get her applelao!   Yuki should get revenge...she had Victoria.
 

I'm willing to take on the two of you at once, just to show you both that neither of you are a match to go up against me. Especially you Apple.

 I guess Victoria's secret is that she's a masochist!
  
Sugar, I believe that you meant to say that YOU aren't a match for either applelao or me.  If you want to be squashed, count me in.

I am willing to share you with applelao...since you are such a  big "Amazon" there will be plenty of you to go around...
 

[Amazon_Victoria]

I guess Victoria's secret is that she's a masochist!
  
Sugar, I believe that you meant to say that YOU aren't a match for either applelao or me.  If you want to be squashed, count me in.

I am willing to share you with applelao...since you are such a  big "Amazon" there will be plenty of you to go around...
 

Three on one? Well, I guess it will be sorta interesting to try the trio of you on all at once. (As if you could even compare to my younger sisters...)

[Amazon_Victoria]

Well well well. I didn't think Amazon was so sub as to want so much punishment by having the two of us handing her ass to her...This obviously must be what she wants as she knows full well that either of us could individually use her body to clean the floor.

Having Yumi on my side will definitely make things interesting. It will be nice to sit back during the match and see her take the upper hand and provide Amazon with another Asian masterclass.

Bless Amazon , if you're getting nervous, you're more than welcome to call for your reinforcement...

Psst, as if hun. You haven't got a snowballs chance in hell going up against me, even with teammates.
And don't worry hun, I already got all the reinforcements I need...

...You know exactly what I'm talking about.