Karen thought back to when she, Cori and Kiana Tom had been kicking the shit out of Cat Bell right there on their private beach when Charlize Theron and Sunny McKay suddenly showed up and evened the odds. Kiana had been the weak link against three far bigger women and didn't last long in the battle. Still, Karen had the big Cat down and was about to finish her at the point where Charlize and Sunny had interfered!

"What the hell happened to Cori?!" Karen's mind demanded.

Once both Cori and Kiana were out of the picture, Karen had been brutalized in a three-on-one onslaught. Now, Karen wanted to have a real up and close talk with Cori as to her substandard performance that day on the beach. Yet Cori was equally pissed at Karen since; just one day ago, she and Kiana had found themselves grossly outnumbered by a group of invaders.

"Where the hell was Karen to watch OUR backs?" Cori asked Kiana. Of course, Karen had her own troubles on that particular day, ones Cori neither knew NOR cared about! She questioned if Karen had known about the attack and either chickened out or had perhaps even been complicit in it and made sure she steered clear of the beach that day. "One day I'm going to knock her on her ass and ask her about that!" Cori reassured Kiana.

Kiana must have sensed things coming to a head because she decided to take a day off from visiting "their" beach on this hot, sunny day and as the morning dew burned off, it was just Karen and Cori on their deserted little stretch of sand. Karen stood with the rising sun at her back, looking down the beach as Cori approached. Cori had to strain to make out Karen's face as she faced the bright sunlight as she closed the distance between them.

Watching Cori's muscular body, Karen's mind raced back to her first encounter with Cori. It had been a morning just like this one. She'd had a couple of drinks before she got jumped by Cori. Thinking back, Karen realized she was still pissed at Cori for taking advantage of her sluggish state and as Cori drew closer Karen thought, "This is the day! And I haven't been drinking so let's see what she's got in a FAIR fight!"

Cori sensed the tension in the air and stopped just short of the muscular Playmate who was standing with her legs wide apart, hands firmly planted on her hips. Cori had no problem seeing Karen's face now…or reading her darkening expression.

"I was wondering when it was going to come to this," Cori challenged. "Let's do it!"

Cori pulled her T-shirt over her head and shimmied out of her sweatpants, leaving her in a skimpy bikini. No further communication was needed when Karen saw that what Cori was wearing was what she liked to refer to as her "battle suit." And Karen was ready, willing and able to comply! She shed her outer garments, stripping down to an electric blue bikini.

"Let's dance!" Karen growled as she lowered her shoulder and charged Cori.

In one fluid motion, Cori grabbed Karen's hair with her right hand as she side-stepped the on-rushing Playmate, then with Karen twisted off balance, Cori used the handful of hair to pull Karen into a side head lock. Karen let out a grunt as Cori's biceps bulged, crushing the Playmate's head. But Karen didn't panic; she reached up between Cori's legs and grabbed a firm hold of the inside of the muscle babe's left thigh. Cori refused to release her grip, even as she felt Karen bending her knees slightly.

Standing upright, Karen lifted both of Cori's feet up off of the sand, teetered for a moment, then with Cori still clutching tightly to the side headlock, Karen fell over backwards, slamming Cori down in the firm sand. With Karen's full weight landing solidly on her, Cori lost her headlock, freeing the Playmate as Cori let out a pain grunt. "Ooofff!!!!"

While Cori tried to catch her breath, Karen rolled away and scrambled back to her feet, then walked up to Cori and grabbed a handful of HER hair and as she lifted her head, Karen introduced her knee to the side of Cori's head. BONK! She repeated this move twice more, leaving the muscle girl swaying unsteadily on her knees, stunned!

Karen dropped to her knees behind Cori and shoved her over forward, holding her in that position with her knees against Cori's back while she went to work, untying both the top and bottom strings that held Cori's 'battle bikini' top in place. With her top dangling loose in front of Cori, Karen reached up under one arm and pulled the material away, baring two very large, firm targets. Then reaching around Cori with both arms, Karen cupped a large breast in each hand and gently fondled them as she whispered in Cori's ear.

"These are ALMOST as nice as Cat Bell's jugs…which I was just about to start enjoying when I got jumped by those blond bimbos…and do you remember why? Because you can't fight worth SHIT!!" Karen snarled, emphasizing it with a hard squeeze, forcing Cori to cry out in pain.

"Fuck this shit!" Cori thought. "I don't go down this easy!"

Cori reached back over her head and latched onto Karen's hair, then bent forward and pulled…HARD! She launched Karen up and over her shoulder, sending her sailing through the air….

"OH MY GAWD…. (glub, glub, glub…)" Karen started to scream but then she crashed down into the surf on her back a few feet away! Karen sat up coughing and sputtering the mouthful of sea water she'd swallowed, then she tossed her head to the side, whipping her wet hair back to the side away from her salt watering eyes. Just as Karen made it to her hands and knees, a long shadow fell over her and into the water and before she has a chance to react, she felt Cori reach down and grab her bikini bottom. With a single powerful, fluid motion, Cori effortlessly hauled Karen to her feet, wedging the thin blue strand of material between her legs to disappear into the two crevices between the Playmate's legs. Not only was it painful in the rear, but the strong material was exerting a great deal of pressure to another sensitive area.

"Oh shit!" Karen cried out, her pained yelp putting an ear-to-ear grin on Cori's face. Grabbing the material with her other hand, Cori began to bounce Karen up and down like a toddler in a bouncy chair, the material of her suit bottom sawing itself back and forth. "Ooo! Aaaahh!!! Ohhhhhhh…!" Karen cried each time she hit bottom only to be yanked back up again!

Cori's arms start to burn from the early morning workout, or 'Bunny Curls' as she called them in honor of Karen's Playmate status, and so on the next upward yank, Cori released Karen, sending her flying further out into the water where she landed with a big SPLASH! Now it was Cori's turn to stand, hands on hips, as Karen flailed away, trying to sit up in the knee deep water. At least it was knee deep on Cori when she waded out to retrieve Karen and resume their battle….but to Karen it seemed much deeper as she had just rolled over on her belly when Cori grabbed both of her ankles and pulled - hard!

"Glub! Glub!" Karen sputtered as her head was forced underwater again.

Holding Karen's legs in the air, forcing her face down in the surf, Cori dragged Karen back toward the shore where she hauled her up on the beach; the whole time her flesh being scrapped across the cold wet sand. Still holding Karen's ankles, Cori twisted her legs, rolling the Playmate onto her back. She again smiled a deep grin when she looked down and saw that while she'd been dragging Karen across the sand, her bikini top had been displaced and was now up under her chin chock full of sand!

"Don't worry Karen, I'll save you!" Cori taunted as she dropped down onto Karen's belly. "I once saw this in an episode of Baywatch!" Cori said.

She placed the palm of each hand on Karen's breasts and began to press down with all her weight, pretending she was pumping sea water from the Playmate's lungs but in reality only pancaking her tender titties which were covered with sand and which cut up her tender flesh as Cori cruelly twisted her wrists, scrubbing it into Karen's breasts as she flattened them!

"Uuuggghhh!!!! Oooohhhhh!!!!!" Karen grunted with each piston-like compression of her chest.

Cori was happy as a pig in shit. This was even easier then the time when she first met Karen on the beach. She glanced down into Karen's eyes to see if she was having as much fun as the muscle babe was, but the look that she saw in her eyes was frightening. That Baywatch comment really struck a nerve and Cori's smile instantly faded as she sat back with her next upstroke of her "life saving" effort.

That's when Karen swung her legs up and locked her ankles around Cori's neck. The lifeguard act immediately ended as Cori's hands grabbed Karen's legs in an effort to free her head from their grip. But Karen pumped her legs with all her remaining strength and sent Cori crashing backward on the sand between her legs. Karen used her legs to pin Cori's shoulders to the sand as she sat up and began to work Cori's bikini bottoms down her thrashing, squirming legs. Karen grabbed hold of Cori with a tight grip on a clump of her southern hair and cruelly twisted, making Cori yelp in pain.

"How's THAT feel?" Karen asked. But instead of Cori's cries being music to her ears, Karen instead heard a ringing as, from flat on her back, Cori clapped her legs against both sides of the Playmate's head at the same time!

Karen immediately released her grip and her hands shot to her head to cover her ears. Cori curled her legs back, bringing her knees to her chest, then snapping them straight forward; kicking Karen square in the chest with both feet, her heels flattening Karen's breasts on her rib cage and sending her flying back several feet where she sprawled in the sand.

By this time, both women's bodies had taken on the appearance of a breaded chicken cutlet as they'd gone from the water to rolling around with each other in the sand, making it adhere to their wet bodies. Cori was completely nude at this point while Karen still had her bikini bottom (more or less) in place and her top hanging loose around her neck.

Cori beat Karen to her feet and hustled over to the Playmate as Karen was just making it to her knees, hands on her breasts, trying to massage away the pain. Seeing Karen's state, Cori got the same idea as you did from the last paragraph and grabbed Karen's bikini top, jerking it tight around her neck!

Karen eyes bulged out in panic as she gasped from a lack of oxygen. In seconds, her face began to turn red, then blue as her former bikini cut off the air to her brain. Not wanting to kill the Playmate, Cori released the bikini and watched Karen collapse on the sand on her hands and knees. While Karen tried to untangle her bikini top from around her neck, Cori grabbed Karen's bottom at the hips and started to pull it over her raised ass and down her thighs.