Jamie Lee Curtis vs. Christina Ricci (2 of 3 Falls)
by bbb4 11/2000
Christina uses the creaky stairs to climb up on the
ring apron, slipping between the bottom and middle rope, she stares
wordlessly at her opponent, her face expressionless. Jamie smiles
at the newcomer. A pink bikini sets off Jamie's own awesome, tanned
body, already covered with a light dew of sweat. Jamie smiles
broadly across the ring, like the spider with a juicy fly caught
in her web. Knowing Jamie's propensity to wrestle bare breasted,
Christina slowly undoes the buttons of her blouse, and brushes
the leaves of her shirt open. A black lace bra beneath can barely
hold in her enormous tits. The cleavage afforded by the bra is
deep, her tits creamy white. Not as firm as Jamie's tanned wonders,
her breasts nonetheless dwarf the other girl's assets.
As if on cue, Jamie quickly drops her top in a single,
efficient, well practiced motion. Her large breasts are dappled
with the freckles of a sun filled youth. Each tanned tit is crowned
with a concentric cream white triangle, surrounding a surprisingly
small, but erect nipple.
She points across the ring at Christina and begins
the taunting she is known for, "Get that bra off you cow,
I want to see the milk..." She shakes her short brown hair
and stalks out of her corner a bit, not threatening the shorter
beauty, but letting her know that she is ready to wrestle.
Christina reaches down, never taking an eye off the
brunette across the ring and undoes the front catch of her bra,
letting her milky mams loose for the first time. She sheds the
blouse, her brassiere still hanging slack over her huge assets.
Quickly slipping the bra off and dropping it to the mat. Her twin
mounds couldn't be more different from Jamie's rounded, firm,
perky breasts.
Christina's large chalky white breasts fall free
from the bra and swing loosely from side to side. A tan line covers
her entire upper body as the saucer sized nipples dangle unencumbered.
She scowls across the ring, but cannot intimidate the experienced
brunette.
Jamie tugs at her own bikini bottom.
"Ahem," she says, pointing at Christina's
cutoffs. "I'm gonna tear'em off anyway, so why don't you
save me the trouble."
Christina turns her back to Jamie and the older woman
notices for the first time the wide butt and powerful thighs on
the beauty. The baggy shorts are cut up the sides to envelope
her wider buns and tree trunk thighs.
Christina slaps her butt and replies, "Kiss
my ass....but then you'll get that chance a little later, when
I sit on your face and butt smother you..."
"Uhhhh...." answers Jamie lovingly rubbing
her firm abs and tight behind, "I don't think so..."
She looks at Christina's behind with a look of disgust,
and adds, "Last time I saw legs like that, there was a piano
on top...." Christina's glare becomes more pronounced; Jamie
has pushed the young beauty's hot button.
"Did you have to sew those jeans on, or did
they start out as overalls, fat ass?"
Fall 1
Christina faces the brunette and advances across
the ring, her pendulous breasts swinging side to side as she expertly
corners Jamie. The older brunette nervously looks side to side
as Christina cuts off the ring, keeping her in the corner.
But the veteran was just luring her in, drawing her
into the corner with a chip on her shoulder that Jamie is only
too happy to knock off with a quick boot to the gut. Christina's
advance is slowed as she staggers forward, holding her belly.
Jamie readily accepts the beauty, grabbing her by the hair and
ramming her knee into the Ricci's head. The blow snaps Christina's
head back and sends her crashing to the mat on her significant
ass. Without hesitation, Jamie slams two well aimed boots into
Christina's well upholstered chest, flattening her. Christina
lies motionless on her back, her huge breasts rocking from the
stomping blows of her opponent. Jamie completes her attack with
another well aimed blow to the tits, an elbow drop.
Rising slowly, Jamie shifts her weight, deliberately
grinding her elbow on Christina's soft breasts. Ricci moans and
tries to cover her already aching tits, but Jamie simply pushes
her hands away and rubs her elbow into the sweaty tit flesh even
harder. She smiles as she works the soft flesh under her elbow,
feeling Christina's hot breath on the back of her neck.
After grinding Christina's boobs for a moment, Jamie
finally rises to her knees and straddles the beauty. Jamie pins
her hands at her sides, giving her free access to the bounty of
Christina's Jell-O chest.
Lightly grabbing her opponent's immense nipples between
her fingers, she teases Christina, jostling her globular tits
from side to side. As she begins to tweak the nipple a little
harder, Christina's eyes widen and then close tight. She whimpers
in pain as Jamie continues to sting her cherished assets with
her long nails. Jamie pinches and twists her teats, working the
stiff flesh mercilessly, sneering as Christina wails in pain.
Jamie, in turn, is shocked as the solid beauty arches
her back, nearly tossing the brunette off. Her hands come free
and immediately seek to pay back the breast torture, squeezing
Jamie's bare, hanging breasts with all her strength. Jamie shifts
her attack and jabs her thumbs in Christina's eyes. After a screaming,
cursing, ranting streak, Jamie tears her fingers away, ripping
Christina's eyes. She grabs Christina's free hands, pinning them
to the canvas over her head and drops her breasts into the struggling
beauty's face.
Ricci shakes her face from side to side, hissing
and spitting, avoiding most of the smothering effects of Jamie's
mouth watering tits, but not the humiliating effects of her opponents
sweaty assets being pressed into in her mug. Christina presses
her hands up, powering them loose from Jamie's grip a second time,
showing the power in her upper body. More than a little distubed
by the ease with which Christina broke out from under her weight,
Jamie breaks the hold, slapping her tits across Christina's face
playfully one last time before return to a sitting straddle. Christina
again thrust her hips up, almost dislodging the brunette, but
Jamie reasserts her dominance by grabbing both of Christina's
liquid assets, squeezing the globes until Ricci cries out in teeth
grinding agony.
Jamie climbs off the whimpering beauty, but pauses
to haul her up by a handful of her beautiful locks. Christina
gives the brunette a snap cunt shot, jabbing her clenched fist
into Jamie's bikini clad crotch. Jamie grunts and bends over,
more angry than hurt and drives her knee into Christina's tits,
knocking her back. again. Still using the damp hair as a handle,
Jamie snap mares her opponent to the mat. Christina's large behind
lands on the mat with a resounding wallop.
Before Christina can roll to the side, Jamie secures
both of her arms, pulling them backward in a surf board. It is
only in the clutches of the horribly painful hold that Jamie realizes
the younger beauty's power. Jamie hauls back on the devastating
hold, twisting both arms backward with all of her might, hoping
to wear the powerhouse beauty down with a combination of debilitating
clutches and submission holds.
Jamie grits her teeth as she draws her opponent's
arms back, asking, "Wanna give?"
Christina cries out at a particularly brutal backward
twist of her arms, but shakes her head, indicating she doesn't.
Jamie blasts her wrestling boots into Christina's ribs and breasts
from behind, concentrating the punishment on the buxom beauty's
vulnerable breasts. Finally, she releases Christina's arms and
takes a seat behind her. Christina hunches her shoulders forward,
rubbing the sting out of her arms and wrists, hoping to return
some of the circulation.
Jamie scoots in close behind Christina and wraps
her thighs around Ricci's upper waist. Before squeezing her, Jamie
again grabs both of Christina's arms, this time in a full nelson.
Pressing her ample breasts into Christina's humid back she flexes
her shoulders, forcing Christina's head down while simultaneously
she squeezes her thighs. She's rewarded with a high pitched scream
as Christina's lung are crushed and her neck and shoulders twisted.
Jamie concentrates on the full nelson, forcing Ricci's
face down until all she can see is her own pendulous breasts swaying
with the neckbreaking motion. Occasionally, Jamie squeezes her
thighs, mashing her muscular legs into Christina's ribs, but for
the most part she is satisfied using the full nelson to make Ricci
quit. With each surge of power Jamie puts into the full nelson,
she relishes feeling her stiff nipples press into Christina's
sweat drenched back as she listens to the beauty wheeze and struggle.
Christina finally pulls her wits about her and flexes
her equally powerful shoulders, forcing a contest of upper body
strength.. Jamie feels her intertwined knuckles strain as her
arms start to separate when Christina forces her powerful arms
down, slowly breaking the full nelson. As Jamie's fingers separate,
Christina snaps her head back, catching the brunette in the face
with the back of her head. Although nearly laid out by the stunning
head butt, Jamie maintains her scissors on Christina's waist and
works it to her advantage, thrusting her hips forward with effort.
Christina is paralyzed by the suffocating pain of
Jamie's waist scissors, and can only weakly paw at Jamie's legs
as she is slowly and methodically crushed between the older woman's
thighs. Holding her palm to her nose to check for blood, Jamie
spots a slight trickle of the red stuff. Frustrated, she slams
her forearm to Christina's back and neck several times, screaming,
"bitch!" after each.
Jamie resumes her attack on Christina's breasts and
reaches forward, under her arms and begins to maul the soft flesh.
Grasping each tit from below, she digs her nails into Christina's
breasts, punctuating the grabbing and squeezing by driving her
index finger into each nipple. Christina howls in pain, grasping
Jamie's wrists; but the veteran knows she is hurting Christina
and continues to squeeze and pummel her opponent's wonderful tits.
Christina finally slams her elbows down on Jamie's forearms to
break the mauling and letting out an exaggerated sigh as Jamie's
talons are finally forced from her breasts.
The rest period is short, though; Jamie knows she
has to wear the powerfully built beauty down at every chance.
She begins flexing her hard butt and thighs, squeezing Christina,
and pounds her with punches to the neck and back. As she continues
to beat on the beauty, Jamie slowly starts to run out of steam.
Each forearm shot gets a little weaker, each pulse of power to
her legs a little less mighty. Jamie's legs begin to tremble and
burn as she exerts herself, squeezing the life from the stocky
beauty. She leans back, resting on her elbows, and closes her
eyes. Compressing her thighs as much as she can, as she tries
to force Christina to quit, suffocating her with her clenching
thighs.
As Jamie leans away, Christina reaches back, groping
Jamie's tits; scratching and skewering her nails down Jamie's
sweat drenched belly. As her talons reach the top of Jamie's bikini
bottom, they dive into the spandex suit, grabbing a thatch of
brown hair. Pulling on the pubes, Christina hears Jamie let out
a scream as she finally releases the punishing body scissors.
Both girls let out an exasperated sigh as the clench
is released. Jamie slumps to her side, both hands cradling her
aching pelt, while Christina slides out from between her thighs,
scooting across the canvas on her buns before slouching to the
mat, clutching her ribs.
Both girls are devastated by the destruction they
have wrought on each other, but Jamie has dealt out more pain
than she has received. Knowing she has a winning combination,
she scoots over to Christina and tries the body scissors again,
squeezing the strapping beauty's ribs. Jamie's well shaped buns
flex and harden as she squeezes the younger girl. As Christina
leans forward in renewed agony, Jamie feels the softness of her
opponent's clammy breasts against her knees. Christina quickly
reaches back, hoping for a repeat performance in breaking the
scissors.
But Jamie will have none of it and swats Christina's
hand away, hoping to force her to submit. Squeezing her thighs
constantly, she pummels the aching beauty with elbows and forearm
smashes to the back of the neck. With Christina bent forward,
she can't strike back.
As Jamie's thighs again begin to tire, she pushes
on Christina's sweaty back, keeping her from retaliating. Looking
down at her own crotch in desperation, she notices Christina's
cutoff blue jeans and the white panties peaking out from the waist.
Her long fingers quickly work their way down the back of Christina's
shorts and loop under Christina's panties. The beauty bellows
in pain as Jamie gleefully jerks up on her panties, turning them
into a thong. The wedgie and Christina's blinding crotch pain
reenergize Jamie as she pulls harder. Each whimpering whine from
Christina, eggs her on to yank harder yet. The pain proves so
great that Christina slumps forward, nearly unconscious.
Through the fog of pain, Christina feels Jamie's
legs around her chest again, this time from the side. She is helpless
as Jamie pulls her close, snugging Christina's aching ribs against
her damp womanhood. Christina's head lolls over into Jamie's lap
as she positions the beauty for what she hopes is a submission
body scissors. Jamie takes her time, making sure that both of
Christina's milky tits are under her thighs as she begins to squeeze
the helpless beauty. The pressure on her breasts is sudden, the
smoldering pain jolting her back from the foggy haze.
Jamie reaches forward and places a hand over Christina's
mouth and nose as she squeezes the younger girl between her tired
legs, using her other hand to tie up Christina's free hand. Jamie
smiles as she first feels Christina's hot breath and the panicked
vacuum as she tries to draw a breath through Jamie's suffocating
fingers. She constricts her thighs tighter seeing Christina's
panic stricken eyes roll first to the right, then to the left,
then up and finally roll back into her head. The stout beauty
begins to waver, and her struggles begin to wane as she is choked
out.
As the suffocation finally finishes Christina, her
head drops back, her eyes closed. Jamie reaches down and latches
onto on of Christina's soft, swollen nipples and gives it a brutal
twist. There is no reaction when Jamie cruellytwists the supple
flesh between her fingers, so she releases the KO'd beauty.
As she kicks Christina from between her quivering
thighs, Jamie crawls to all fours, leans forward, whispers in
Ricci's deaf ear, "Kids these days.....Time for a little
fun."
Jamie rolls Christina onto her back, her pendulous
tits lolling to the sides. Jamie painfully climbs to her feet
and puts her thumbs underneath the waistband of her pink bikini
bottoms. The bikini drops to her ankles and she steps out of it.
Her sweaty triangle of pale flesh is crowned by a wide pubic mound
with a narrow, but dense swath of pubic hair.
"Yep, a little fun....going for a little ride."
Jamie straddles her unconscious opponent, her hard
buns on Christina's pillowy soft breasts. She bounces her ass
a few times, reviving the beauty with pain of a breast squashing
butt bounce. Jamie pins her opponent's hands to the mat and looks
down at her.
"Give?" asks the dominant brunette.
But before Christina can answer, Jamie scoots forward
in a front face sit.
"MMMMMmmffffth..." comes from between Jamie's
tight thighs as she begins a slight rocking motion.
"What's that, Christina? Sounded like MMMMMmmmmffth..."
Jamie's pace begins to accelerate as she is excited
by her warm womanhood rubbing against Christina's sweaty face.
Her gently swaying breasts begin to bounce back and forth, her
already stiff nipples hardening completely as she reaches a fevered
pitch, grunting and snorting with each thrust of her wide, powerful
hips. With an exaggerated groan, Jamie releases Christina's hands
and grabs her opponent's hair on the top of her head. Just as
suddenly, she releases her juices with a volcanic orgasm. Screaming
and howling to finish the fall, Jamie rolls off of the beauty.
Still heaving hot breath with of her orgasmic pleasure, she slaps
Christina's goo covered face until she stirs and tries to raise
her head.
Slapping her opponent a little harder, Jamie says,
"Ten minutes..."
She rubs her soaked groin, still tingling with pleasure,
"Then you get a second helping of my.... hair pie."
Christina rolls over and crawls to her corner, languidly
laying down as she unzips her cutoffs, and pulls them partially
down. Looking down, Christina winces. Her white undies bunch up
and disappear into the jungle of her untrimmed bush. She loosens
the cutoffs further, pulling her jeans down over her wide, powerful
hips. The panties do the same in the rear, bunching and disappearing
between her large, ham hock buns. She finally decides to free
herself completely and kicks off her jeans. Ever so slowly, the
panties come off too. She winces at each centimeter of cotton
that comes from between her red, swollen lips. Finally discarding
the sweat soaked cottons, she pulls herself to her full height.
Jamie, resting across the ring, snickers watching
Christina painfully extract her undergarments. Jamie lets out
a low gasp though, as she notes Christina's wide hips, powerful
thighs and wild beauty snatch patch for the first time. Christina,
despite being facesat, smiles and rubs her hands lovingly down
her ass, then puts a finger up the front crease of her womanhood.
Taking the offending finger, she kisses it and blows the kiss
at Jamie.
Jamie, clearly ruffled by the implied threat, stands
up.
"Alright, bitch, nap time is over. Lets go!"
Fall 2
The two come to the center of the ring, each trying
to push the other backward. Christina wins the contest, violently
shoving Jamie back into the ropes and catching her with a kick
to the knee as she rebounds. Jamie scowls in pain and takes two
steps back, resting on the ropes. Christina closes, and just as
before, Jamie is waiting with boot aimed at her crotch. This time,
though, Christina catches the boot and returns the favor, kicking
Jamie in the snatch. The brunette gasps in pain, slouching against
the ropes as Christina closes in and plants a fist in her belly.
Ricci's assault on Jamie's abs continues, as she moves in close,
like a boxer and pounds away at Jamie with crushing blows aimed
at the belly and the lower ribs. Each shot resounds off the walls
of the empty arena, with a loud smack as Christina connects over
and over. Her arms dangling over the ropes, Jamie is unable to
protect herself from the rain of punishing blows.
Christina drags Jamie off the ropes, but shoves her
backward, bouncing her off the ropes again. Christina catches
the bouncing brunette in a bearhug, but turns quickly and slams
her onto the mat, using her weight on top of Jamie for a picture
perfect breast to breast power slam. Christina climbs off her
slowly, brushing her thick nipples across Jamie's face.
"You like those?" she asks. Jamie only
rolls up, holding her now aching ribs so Christina sneers, "How
about a full helping?"
Christina's giant sweaty breasts drop down, blotting
out Jamie's face as she rubs her milkers on her face. Closing
her arms to enlarge her already yawning cleavage, Christina leans
forward, trapping Jamie's face between her tits. Curtis responds
quickly, pushing Christina away, but her hands repeatedly slip
on the sweat dampening Christina's supple midsection. The darkened
world begins to spin as Curtis tastes breast sweat; approaching
the dreaded point of asphyxiation, drowning in Christina's milk.
The beauty rubs her tits back and forth, side to
side, in short strokes, ensuring that no air is available for
Jamie's struggling brain and heaving lungs. Jamie pushes harder,
but it's no use against the slickness of Christina's belly. Her
hands simply slide down Christina's soft abs - and right into
her shaggy muff....
Grabbing two handfuls of pubic mound, Jamie yanks
back, breaking the breast smother with a flourish. Even after
a lungful of air, Jamie has the presence of mind to jab a finger
in Christina's opening and cunt rake her. Ricci rolls away, cursing
and holding her mutilated groin. Jamie takes two heaving breaths
and wipes the scummy mix of Christina's tit sweat and her own
makeup from her eyes. She looks at Ricci, who is still clenching
her wounded womanhood, intent on punishing her pussy further.
Jamie crawls to the beauty's back and maneuvers a hand between
Christina's thighs from behind. Another sadistic cunt rake elicits
a wailing moan from the beauty.
"What's the matter, blondie? No one ever play
with your twat? But then, with an ass like that," she reaches
down, patting the beauty on her behind, "I'm not surprised."
Jamie tries to wedge her probing fingers between Christina's strong
thighs and asks, "How about these? Do you like this?"
A final rake of the inner thigh is all Jamie can
manage, however, as Christina clamps her sturdy thighs together.
Picking her up by the hair, Jamie unloads a devastating
kneelift to the stomach. Christina staggers back, landing on ropes
in much the same Jamie herself was hung a few minutes before.
Repeating Christina's earlier attack, Jamie shoves the beauty
ragdoll into the ropes and picks her up in a bear hug. But instead
of a power slam, Jamie steps into Christina and gives the younger
girl a cunt breaker over her knee. Jamie picks up the humiliated
beauty and, with greater effort, hefts her up and gives a second
cunt breaker across her opposite knee.
Jamie shoves Christina off her knee, watching the
snail trail across her thigh and knee as Ricci collapses to the
mat.
Jamie slowly climbs to her feet, intent on cuntbusting
the beauty until she passes out or submits. She lifts Christina
up by the hair and goes tit to tit with her again, trying to lift
her off the mat for a third consecutive bush buster. Trying and
trying.
After Jamie makes a few grunting, groaning, and ultimately
aborted attempts to get the bottom heavy beauty off the mat, Christina
wraps her own arms around Jamie's upper body in a mutual nipple-to-nipple
bear hug. The contest turns out to be no contest as Christina's
upper body power and amply upholstered chest dominate. Her powerful
arms crush the brunette and Jamie's perky knockers are swallowed
by Christina's vast reservoir of flesh. Christina continues grunting
and groaning herself, crushing the last resistance out of the
fatigued brunette.
"Let's see how you like being split in two,
whore!"
Christina takes her now obedient opponent to the
ropes and puts her belly-to-back in what appears to be a spine
buster. Instead of dropping Jamie's firm behind on her knee, however,
she drops Jamie astride the top rope, driving the unyielding plastic
coated steel cable into Jamie's crotch with all of her weight.
Jamie's eyes clamp shut as her toes barely touch the mat on either
side of the ropes, taking none of the weight off her aching groin.
Jamie gives a squeaky peep and begins to climb off the ropes.
"No, you don't, not quite yet," Christina
answers with a fist crashing into Jamie's temple sending the brunette
slumping forward and increasing the pressure on her crotch.
Christina shakes the ropes, yanking them side to
side, torturing Jamie's groin with the unforgiving cable. She
grabs Jamie's hair, using the brunette locks to keep her opponent
from falling off the rope. Her free hand alternately tugs at the
ropes or Jamie's now unprotected muff and nipples. Each jerk on
the rope sends agonizing waves of nausea up Jamie's body. Each
pull of her well trimmed pubic mound brings new cries of agony.
Each pinch of the stiff nipples brings her closer to giving up.
Christina finally releases her grip on Jamie's hair and yanks
the ropes toward herself with both hands.
As Jamie teeters one final time and drops to the
mat with a resounding thud, Christina stops to admire her demolition.
Jamie is curled in a ball near the apron, mewing like a kitten.
Smiling, Christina drags Jamie to the center of the ring, sets
herself near the fallen brunette and delivers an incapacitating
leg drop across the older woman's throat and tits. Jamie hardly
notices the blow, her attention still focused on the burning throbbing
between her thighs.
Christina works her way down to Jamie's crotch, spreading
her thighs as if to inspect the damage inflicted by he top rope
on her cunt. Peeling back Jamie's protective hands one finger
at a time, she delicately inserts two fingers up to the second
knuckle. Then she slowly begins to work them forward and backward,
in and out. After a few seconds, the burn in Jamie's groin is
numbed, canceled by a new - and much more pleasant boiling between
her thighs. Just as she is beginning to feel some pleasure, things
go abruptly wrong! As the forceful pressure becomes more insistent,
more demanding, she tries to push away from Christina, away from
the groping fingers.
"COME ON,BITCH, WHO'S YOUR DADDY? SAY IT! SAY
IT!"
Christina plunges her fingers deep into Jamie's crotch,
burying her thick fingers to the third knuckle before withdrawing
them, only to ram them home again and again! Jamie's struggles
weaken as she is overcome by the mix of pleasure and pain caused
by Christina's expert work. Instead of fighting the pain, Jamie's
hips begin to rise to meet each wonderfully powerful stroke. Christina
releases her grip on Jamie's hand and uses it to apply a choking
grip across the brunette's throat.
"UNCLE! SAY IT! I can fuck you all night long
and half of tomorrow! GIVE IT UP!"
Jamie looks as though she has taken a very deep breath
and cannot release it. Her face turns several shades of red as
Christina pierces her womanhood with angry, vengeful strokes.
Her arm working like a well-lubricated piston, Christina continues
to finger Jamie violently, banging her fist into her opponent's
pelt as she drives her digits between Jamie's legs. Jamie begins
to arch her back in response to Christina's adept stimulation,
closing her eyes as she loses control of herself.
"COOOME ON, WHORE! ALMOST THERE! WHO'S YOUR
DADDY? SAY IT!"
Even if Jamie had wanted to give, it's doubtful she's
in control of herself enough to force any words out past Christina's
asphyxiating clench. Christina slows a bit as she feel Jamie's
warm juices flood over her hand.
"There you are....uh huh...yeah..." Christina
draws out each word as she draws out each stroke, teasing the
older woman to the crest of her orgasm, then back down the other
side.
Christina's first smile cracks her beautiful face
as she sucks the last energy from the gratified brunette. With
a huffing wheeze, Jamie collapses back to the mat, completely
drenched in sweat.
"Wanta go again?" Christina quietly asks.
Jamie languidly shakes her head from side to side,
only to feel Christina's tempo increase once again. She opens
her eyes to see her beauty opponent beginning to stroke her crotch
again.
"WHAT WAS THAT? DIDN'T HEAR YOU!"
Christina's fingers explore Jamie's womanhood again,
plunging so deep into Jamie, that she's sure to be tickling her
opponent's tonsils. Jamie takes in a huge breath as she feels
her loins quickly rise to a boil. Grabbing Christina's shoulder,
Jamie screams out her submittal.
"GG...GGG....GIVE! I GG...GG...Give....oooohhhh
fuck!"
She explodes again on Christina's offending hand,
smearing her already soaked crotch further.
"Fuck is right, you worthless whore. SAY UNCLE!"
screams Christina as she works Jamie's love triangle.
"UNCLE!" screams Jamie as the brutal vaginal
assault continues.
"LOUDER....LOUDER or I'll fuck you so hard you'll
pass out."
Christina punctuates the threat with a healthy dose
of deep, penetrating thrusts to Jamie's groin. With another few
plunging thrusts of Christina's squat fingers, Jamie screams out
her second submittal.
"UNNNnnnCLLEeeee!" as her body shudders
and she gratefully passes out.
Christina slaps the helpless brunette several times
with her free hand, screaming at her, "Wake up! You can't
pass out...I haven't smothered you yet."
But Jamie is out like a light. Christina withdraws
her hand, wipes the syrupy fluids on Jamie's belly and gets up
stiffly.
Rubbing a loving hand down the front of her own womanly
crease, Christina hisses, "Don't ever touch me there again."
A splash from Christina's water jug wakes Jamie and
sends her crawling back to her corner with one hand cupping her
sore, bruised cunt.
Christina glares at her and yells, "Don't EVER
touch me there again."
Fall 3
Even before the short break ends, it is clear that
the contested portion of the match is completed and the punishment
phase has begun. Even after rest, Jamie finds it difficult to
climb to her feet, while Christina paces back and forth, waiting
to demolish the older woman. As she climbs the ropes with her
hands for support, Jamie listens to Christina, catching only muttered
portions of her seething diatribe.
"Gonna fuck 'er......then fuck 'er again....sit
on... smother....til she's out. Suck my titty sweat til she..."
Jamie only picks up snatches and pieces of the angry
tirade, but she doesn't like any of it. Her already stiff muscles
contract in sheer horror as the timer set beside the ring clangs
once, a death knell. Christina turns toward her opponent, her
heavy breasts swaying as she crosses the canvas, intent on finishing
the match.
Jamie is so bruised from her encounter with the top
rope that she can barely stumble away from the irate beauty, hobbling
across the canvas, staying near the ropes. She finally turns to
lock up with Christina, her back to the ropes. As Christina comes
in range, Jamie tries one last ditch effort, throwing a desperate
kick between Christina's legs. Ricci had been expecting the attempted
cunt shot. She brushes the foot aside and briefly locks up collar
and elbow.
Christina quickly slips the lock up and batters the
brunette with a clubbing forearm to the ear. Punch drunk., Jamie
slumps as she's pounded again and again with brutish shots to
the head and neck. Satisfied that Jamie is almost out, Christina
pulls her away from the ropes, puts her in a brutal side headlock
and hip tosses her to the mat, landing with all of her weight
on top of Jamie.
Christina springs to her feet, only to land a devastating
leg drop across Jamie's breasts. A second leg drop lands unopposed
as Jamie cannot even protect herself from Christina's hammering
attack. Jamie lies on her back, her firm breasts rising and falling,
her eyes open, but glazed. Realizing Jamie is nearly finished,
Christina rises once more and stands over the fallen woman; her
bare, sweaty body glistening as though oiled; her huge tits heaving.
She places one foot directly on Jamie's drenched mammaries and
strikes a flexing victory pose for the empty arena.
"You're done...I OWN YOU!" Christina yells
at the defeated woman. In a more subdued voice, she intimates,
"Time to take a ride."
Christina drops her arms to her side and steps across
Jamie, letting the semiconscious Curtis look up into her crease;
up at her mountainous tits dripping with dew; but most of all,
into Christina's expressionless, dead eyes. Fear begins creeping
through Jamie's features as she faces the prospect of Ricci's
threats to smother her out. Seeing her opponent's dewy breasts
and sweaty snatch so close above her brings her to the reality
that her pain may just be starting.
Christina squats, resting her buns on Jamie's taut
abs.
"So.." she asks, gently rubbing one of
her sore tits, "Which one do you want? My tits or my ass
on your face?"
She smiles, waiting for Jamie's answer. The humiliated
brunette points timidly at her heaving chest, preferring the fleshy
mounds on her chest to the ultimate humiliation....the facesit.
Christina straightens a few locks of wet hair, and
leans forward, brushing her oblong nipples across Jamie's face
as she reaches up and pins her hands to the mat over her head.
Christina leans forward a bit further so her teats rest on Jamie's
face - but still not covering her mouth or nose. With her sensitive
ovals gently resting and rubbing Jamie's features, Christina lets
out a low moan, closes her eyes and lets her sense of touch guide
her.
"Mmmmmmm.... oooohhhhh yeah. Lick'em for me.
Suck em."
Jamie timidly sticks out her tongue and flicks the
bottom of Christina's treasures, tasting the salt of her workout.
With a little more force in her voice, Christina repeats herself.
"Lick'em dammit! Don't stop till I say so."
Jamie continues running her tongue up and down the
sweaty tits, earning a slight shudder from Ricci as her tongue
encircles Christina's swollen nipple, closes around her teat and
starts sucking gently.
"Oh yeah," Christina chuckles. "I'm
beginning to like you."
Jamie moves to the other breast, repeating her performance,
licking the base of her bounty, before moving up to suck her opponent's
huge melon, earning low groans and shudders from Christina as
she services the bulbous teat. As Christina enjoys Jamie's adept
tongue work, she gently eases her breasts forward to smother Jamie.
Jamie quickly realizes what is going on, but is too
weak to fight off the beauties overwhelming attack. Soon her face
is buried between Christina's tits, trapped in the warm, wetness
of her cleavage. Jamie's struggles abate slightly as Christina
rubs her melons in her face. Christina lets up briefly, letting
Jamie gulp a breath or two before plunging her back into darkness.
After a few seconds, Christina lets up again, ordering
Jamie sternly to, "Suck."
Jamie obediently goes to work on Christina's dangling
mammaries, sucking and licking the teats; bringing Christina's
level of excitement up to the boiling point.
"That was nice work, but now it's time you pay
for that wedgie."
Christina sits up on Jamie's belly, ending the brunette's
nascent struggle with a quick slap across the face and then a
double breast claw. She digs her nails into the soft breast tissue
and watches smiling as Jamie's eyes clamp shut, then pool with
tears. She shifts her attack, pinching the stiff nipples, twisting
them left and right. Jamie continues to struggle under Christina
weight, shifting her hips, kicking and trying to buck the beauty
off of her. Christina releases one nipple and reaches back, placing
a finger on Jamie's twat. She presses gently against the pubic
mound, letting Jamie know she is still in control and instantly
ending Jamie's resistance.
"That's what I thought."
Leaning forward, Christina lays her pendulous breasts
on Jamie's sore tits and whispers, "Who's your daddy?"
Jamie begins to pout a bit, her well-shaped chest
heaving under Christina's ample behind.
"Oh shut up..." Christina says as she scoots
forward into a front facesit; her womanhood blanketing Jamie's
face. Christina begins the dance slowly, grinding her womanhood
down, forcing it onto Jamie's face as she slowly humps back and
forth. As Jamie's struggles weaken, Christina gets up, slowly
turns around to reposition herself for a reverse facesit and brings
her awesome backside into the equation. Jamie's sweat smeared
face doesn't even move as Christina drops her ass on Jamie's face,
smothering her out. She again begins to grind, this time with
more fervor, grunting and closing her eyes as she plunges her
crotch into Jamie's face.
Christina fills her hands with Jamie's jiggling,
sweaty breasts, mauling them as she continues to hump and bump.
Her concentration is intense; she clenches her teeth, grunting
as she forces Jamie's features further and further into her warm
womanhood, rubbing and grinding.
Soon, even her clenched teeth can't muffle her thundering
screeches as she approaches the peak, using the vanquished brunette
for all she's worth. Thrusting her hips forward, Christina finally
reaches the summit of her climax, flooding Jamie's hidden face
with her pent-up pleasure. She throws back her head in agonizingly
wonderful gratification, sweat streaming down her bare chest,
flying off on her dew soaked tits as they bounce uncontrolled
with each wrenching thrust.
Finally, with a lamenting sigh, Christina slides
back off of Jamie's face, leaving the red-faced brunette unconscious.
Still feeling the toasty satisfaction of orgasmic afterglow, she
smiles a goofy grin, lopsided and slow.
"Ohhhhh....gggaaaawwd....It has been too long
since I did THAT!"
Christina looks at Jamie's gently swelling chest,
noting that she hasn't come out of the asphyxia-induced sleep
yet. She crawls over to her corner, and gingerly steps into her
blue jean shorts and blouse, not bothering with the panties or
bra. The blouse quickly soaks through, as her saucer sized nipples
poke at the material. As she turns to leave, she sees Jamie has
begun to stir from her slumber.
Christina stops, bends at the waist and slaps the
brunette lightly on the cheek a few times. As soon as Jamie shows
signs of life, she takes one finger and slowly wiggles it into
Jamie's womanhood. Then she gives the groggy older woman a warning.
"Never touch me," she hisses as she suddenly
thrusts her finger to the hilt, "THERE again!"
Jamie's body jerks at the rough insertion, but she quickly nods
her understanding and assent as Christina slowly withdraws her
finger. Before leaving, however, Christina rips out a pinch of
brunette pubic hair for her scrapbook. Laughing, Christina exits
through the ropes as Jamie curls up in a fetal position
on the mat, her body racked with uncontrolled sobbing.
Jamie slides under the bottom rope, easily negotiating
the ring with which she has become so familiar over the past years.
She adjusts her tight fitting bikini top where it has rubbed against
the rough canvas of the mat, exposing some more flesh than she
intended....for the moment. She turns quickly as she hears the
opening of the door across the deserted gym and sees her foe face
to face for the first time. The raven haired beauty is a bit of
a mystery, never having wrestled anyone Jamie knows. Studying
the shorter beauty intently, it is hard to determine her make
up as she is wearing a loose button down blouse and baggy blue
jean cutoffs. She appears wide in the shoulders, hips and thighs,
the signs of a powerful young lady. Slightly curled dark hair
hangs to the back of her neck, shimmering as she shakes the ringlets
out and makes her way down the deserted aisle in the stifling
heat. Jamie notices that at no time does Christina turn her back
toward her, and she always keeps a suspicious eye canted in her
direction. Maybe this new comer isn't the rookie she appears to
be....