Hi guys. I am posting the first part of my new Deefights vs Mauler Maureen (the first one not the new person on this board for those of you new to the fcf). It may take me a little time to post part 2 as I am getting swamped with work and life, but it will come as son as I can.
Let me know what you think. It
could effect future parts of this story.
Dee: Strawberry blonde shoulder length hair, hazel eyes stands 5'4" and weigh 130 lbs, breasts 38b.
Maureen: Dark brown short hair stands 5'6", 145lbs, breasts 40b.
JT was invited by a gambling buddy to visit the gypsy camp as a guest. He was having a fantastic time. The mood was festive, the food was great, the baro generous and he had the attentions of two of the gypsy women, Dee and Maureen. They had taken turns bringing him dishes at the table. At one point during the evening, Dee decided to sit in his lap and feed him morsels of food till the jealous Maureen pushed her to one knee taking the other for herself and started whispering in JYT’s ear.
“Why not get rid of this dried up old prune and you and I will go back to my wagon and I will show you why romi women are thought of as so wild.”
Whether it was the gin on his face or maybe Dee could overhear her rival, but she reached out for her rival’s scarfed hair and pulled hard enough to cause the surprised Maureen to fall off JT’s lap and land on the ground at their feet.
“That is as fitting place for the sow, in the dirt at our feet,” Dee laughed as she got up and stood in front of JT.
What is good enough for the sow is perfect for a pig like you!” Maureen replies as she kicked the legs out from under Dee causing her to land on her ass next to her rival. With that Maureen dove atop Dee and dug her hands in her hair. Dee reciprocated and the two barefoot women started rolling across the ground.
JT started to get up and try to break this combustible combination up when his friend stopped him, “These two have been at each other before. Better to sit back and enjoy the show rather than get in the middle of it and get hurt! A gypsy catfight is a wonder to see.”
JT sat back down in his front row seat and watched as the two women got up facing each other only yards apart. They removed their skirts and head scarfs leaving themselves in black panties and peasant tops, their nipples nearly ripping thru the thin material as they cursed at each other under their breath. Now, they started circling each other hands out in front of them like Greco Roman wrestlers, clinching and opening their hands as if fantasizing about what they would do to the other woman with their claws.
Dee and Maureen started inching closer and as they did so their hands would flash out trying to gage their rivals reactions. Suddenly, they darted at each other and started grappling with each other’s arms trying to throw the other to the ground. They started kicking at each other’s shins, missing more than they connected.
The women grappled closer to each other and now they dropped their arm grappling for a bear hug, ramming their nail like nipples into each other’s breasts. Their feet ran a fowl of each other and Dee and Maureen fell back down to the ground and the women lost their bear hug in favor of tearing at each other instead as they rolled across the ground.
As JT and the others watched cheering the women on Dee and Maureen continued to roll around in the dirt, spitting and cursing. JT watched as bits and pieces of each woman’s blouses start to litter the hard packed dirt. They rolled to their side and sank their claw like nails into each other’s tit flesh. JT got up to get a closer look and could see the red marks being made by each woman’s breasts by her rival. They sat up still with a dead man’s grip on the other woman’s tits and leaned into each other. Each woman grunted thru clenched teeth, not wanting her opponent to know the pain they were enduring. It seemed Maureen’s tits where just a little more tender than Dee’s as suddenly Maureen raised her head to the sky and let out an ear piercing screech. But a second later, she brought her head back down and sank her teeth into Dee’s Shoulder like a viper. Now it was Dee’s turn to shriek as she pushed herself back from Maureen momentarily to relieve the agony in her shoulder.
