It was the first warm day of the year, or should I say the first day nice enough to break out the bikinis on Muscle Beach. Karen McDougal lie on her beach towel face down soaking in the rays. She had untied her bikini top so that she would not form any tan lines and was in a dream like state, drifting in and out of consciousness. The sun felt so good after the long winter. She looked forward to her skin returning to a golden color from the pastiness caused by the winter. Karen was just starting to drift into a REM-like state when she felt an extremely cold, almost knife like feeling in the center of her back.

She immediately jumped and spun around to see Cori Nadine with a grin from ear to ear on her face, holding a beer bottle that she had just taken out of their cooler. “You fucking bitch! That wasn’t funny!” Karen scolded her friend.

Cori just smiled back at her friend. “Lighten up Karen!” she answered, taking a long pull from the neck of the bottle. “I have to go get some more ice; this shit is melting quickly today. Can’t have warm beer just in case IRISH shows up. If you still so bitchy when I get back, maybe I’ll through you your first beating of the new year.” Cori grabbed a wrap around her and headed toward the parking lot.

“I’ll be ready for you when you get back!” Karen insisted. “And we’ll see who kicks whose ass!”

Cori stopped in her tracks and spun around to face Karen. The Playmate started to sit up in anticipation of Cori charging her but the muscle queen just pointed at Karen, grinned, and said, “Nice tits!”Vida spun around and, head proudly high, strutted away as Karen started to blush at her realization that her bikini top was still laying on her towel. She resumed her position and as she relaxed she could feel the sun start to bake her bare flesh.

“It would be nice if IRISH did swing by,” Karen thought, returning to the dream she’d been enjoying moments before.

From the shadows, Vida watched Cori’s car pulling out of the lot. “Good! This is going to just be you and me bitch!” Vida glanced over to Karen and decided to give her another moment to completely relax. Then she would make her move.
Vida quietly made her way over to where the Playmate was laying out. Karen was lying looking to her right, away from where Vida stood. With the element of surprise completely on her side, the Latin decided to have a little fun at the expense of the Playmate.

Vida leaned down and slid the lid off of Karen’s cooler. She dipped her hand into the icy water and pulled out an ice cube. She then knelt besides the sleeping Playmate on her blind side. With a quick glance back towards the parking lot, Vida placed the cube directly between Karen’s shoulder blades, and then prepared herself for action.

Karen nearly jumped out of her skin as her hand shot around to her back to try and remove the ice cube and warm the area.

“Cori you’re dead me…” But before she was able to complete the threat, Vida did a knee drop landing with all her weight in the small of the Playmate’s back. She quickly grabbed hold of Karen’s arm and started to wrench it upward in a painful arm bar.

“Aaaahhhh!!!!” Karen groaned. “Cori this isn’t funny!”

“It isn’t Cori, you stupid wench!” Vida corrected. Karen started to turn to see who was on top off her, nearly twisting her arm out of the socket in the process. Just as Vida’s face started to come into view, Karen’s head was snapped back down to her beach towel with a solid forearm to the side of her face. “It is I! Vida! Queen of the Lilliputians! Let see how bad you really are…tough girl!”

Vida’s next blow was aimed right at Karen’s shoulder joint as she continued to try and rip the limb from her body. The only way that Karen could relieve some of the pressure in her shoulder was to try and roll on to her back. She had only made it on to her left side when Vida abandoned her attack with her fist and instead latched on to Karen’s right breast, that had just showed itself like the rising sun, sinking her nails in deep into the subtle flesh.

“Oh GOD!” Karen cried out in pain as Vida started twisting and ravaging her breast. Karen’s right arm was still painfully twisted behind her back and her left arm was trapped under her own body. She instantly started to question the wisdom of the attempt to get over onto her back.

Just as it seamed that Karen was going to try and roll back on to her belly, to try and bury her tit in the sand, away from Vida’s attacks, Vida just about read her mind. With Karen teetering just about the point of no return, Vida slid her right leg from the small of Karen’s back and brought it over the top of her right hip. With all the momentum that she could muster, Vida drove her knee deep in Karen’s belly.

“Oooofffff!!!!” Karen grunted as all the air was driven from her body.

She thought for a second that she had broken Vida’s grip on her injured right arm, but it was only released on the whim of Vida herself.

Immediately it became evident why Vida released the arm bar, and then the savage breast claw. Vida was only allowing Karen to roll all the way onto her back as she took a dominant position straddling the Playmate.

Guerra eyed Karen’s yet untouched left breast and laughed a wicked little cackle as she fired a straight right fist down into, pancaking it against Karen’s rib cage.

“Aaaahhhhh!” was followed by “Oh shit!!!!!” as Vida sunk her sharp nails into Karen’s once flawless breasts.

Big tears welled up in the corners of Karen’s eyes as she fought back the increasing pain in her chest. She couldn’t believe that this little twerp had her in such a bad way, so quickly, on her home turf of Muscle Beach. She almost started to pray that Cori would hurry up and get back from the store. But the cavalry was no where on sight. Coming out of the 7-11, Cori found one of her tires had gone flat, courtesy of the screw Vida had inserted in the tread.

Karen decided rather than lie there feeling sorry for herself and take all the abuse being dished by Vida, she was not going down without a fight. As Vida mauled both of her breast, the Playmate kicked up her legs and wrapped them around Vida’s head, locking her ankles together around Vida’s neck.

Vida was taken completely by surprise and immediately released her grip on Karen’s breast and shot her hands instead to the Playmate’s ankles, trying to pry them apart. Guerra didn’t feel it at first, put Karen was slowly powering the fiery Latin backwards towards the warm sand. When her back hit the surface, she knew that the tides were about to change.

Vida however was not a one trick girl. She could be pretty resourceful herself when backed into a corner. Reaching into her proverbial bag of tricks, Vida started kicking her legs and squirming for all she was worth. Karen struggled to maintain her hold and even managed to dodge the first of Vida’s kicks. The second one seemed to have eyes of it’s own as the heel of Vida’s foot drilled her square in the forehead, stunning the Playmate. Like an artillery gunner that just found his range, Vida began a bombardment of kicks aimed at Karen’s head and face. As Karen’s grip around Vida’s neck started to loosen, the kicks started landing with increased accuracy.

Karen got her hands up in a position where she was trying to block the incoming projectiles, but was not having a great deal of success. Two out of every three kicks were finding their mark with a good amount of power behind each blow.

“Where the hell is Cori when you need her?”

Desperate, Karen decided to make her move. Timed in between kicks, Karen released her leg scissors and shoved Vida away from her. Karen rolled the opposite direction that she had just shoved Vida and took a defensive position on her knees, facing her attacker. Vida ducked her shoulder and rolled, springing herself up to her knees, instantly ready to continue the fight. She stopped for a moment with a big Cheshire grin on her face. She could see the puzzled look in Karen face as why she paused to smile and that caused an even deeper grin.

“You look like shit, McDougal.” And she was right! Karen’s face and breasts had taken quite a beating so far. Karen lifted her right arm and wiped a trickle of blood from her top lip with the back of her hand.

“Let’s do this bitch!” Karen spat defiantly.

Vida was game figuring she had worn down the bigger woman and would now go in for the kill. Without another moments hesitation she sprang forward on her knees. Not wanting to just sit there like a tackling dummy waiting to get hit, Karen charged forward as well. You stand flat footed; you take all the punishment yourself. Strike back and Vida was going to know that she had been hit as well.

SMASH! The crash of the two women sounded like something that you would only hear in a bowling alley when a well placed ball slams into the one-three pocket and the impact sent both women staggering backward a step. They’d met breast to breast, flattening all four to varying degrees, but Karen probably had taken it a little harder since her breasts had already been tenderized earlier.

Vida clutched her breast and hunched over as she tried to regain the wind in her sails. Her eyes quickly scanned over to see where Karen was and to make sure that she wasn’t already bearing down on her. The pain started to dissipate rapidly when she got her first glance of McDougal. Karen was also cradling her breast with one arm as she fought back sobs. With her other arm she was desperately trying to massage the pain away from her left thigh.

On impact Vida’s left knee struck solidly on Karen’s thigh, bruising the bone. I guess Karen was lucky that the errant knee wasn’t a mere three inches to her left. A crotch shot of that magnitude probably would have been a knock out blow at this stage of the fight. Not letting her rest for a second, Vida stormed over to the Playmate giving her a hard shove on both shoulders. Karen toppled over backwards as her legs kicked out from underneath her. Vida was right there to capture Karen’s injured limb. Tucking it under her right armpit, the fiery Latina began to rise to her feet.

Karen glanced up in pain. Vida was only 5’3” but from her position flat on her back Karen felt like Guerra towered over her. Vida had the giant right where she wanted her, and she didn’t even have to tie her down to the beach with a bunch of cables!

Vida turned Karen over onto her belly and straddled Karen’s waist; then she leaned back, exerting as much force on Karen’s leg as possible.

“AAAAHHH!!!” the Playmate cried out as Vida cruelly wrenched her body.

“That’s it bitch; beg for mercy! Maybe I’ll show you some...NOT!” Vida continued to lower herself until her infamous ass was directly between Karen’s shoulder blades. Vida started bouncing up and down not only further injuring Karen’s leg, but she was driving all the air from the Playmate. When Vida felt Karen’s struggles subside, she rose still with the death grip on Karen’s right leg, and began to roll Karen over onto her left side.

She pinned Karen’s left leg between her knees and had the Playmate in a very vulnerable position. Vida looked down into Karen’s pain filled face and admired her unintentional attempt at sand art. The fine white sand of the beach had stuck itself to Karen’s face where the tears of pain had rolled down her checks.

“Don’t worry tough girl, it’ll all be over soon,” Vida mocked.

She fired a punch deep into Karen’s belly just above her bikini line, then stood and released Karen’s leg, letting it drop to the sand. Looking down, Vida saw Karen was drawn up in a fetal position. Her own body was glistening with sweat. She had given herself quite a workout. Since it was obvious Karen wasn’t going anywhere, Vida looked back toward the beach blanket and the cooler.

“Cerveza? Don’t mind if I do!” Vida said to nobody in particular as she walked over to help herself to an ice cold brew.

She quickly drained ¾ of the beer with the first pull from the neck of the bottle. Man was it warm out today! She looked back over to Karen and her nipples started to stiffen at the sight of the crumpled Playmate. Vida downed the rest of the beer and dropped the empty bottle to the sand.

“Well let’s rap up this little party,” Vida said as she started working her bikini bottoms down her solid thighs. “Nothing worse then getting sand in your bikini bottom.” Vida said as she neatly folded her bathing suit and placed it on the towel. “I wonder if Karen finds it as irritating as I do?” she mused aloud as she started making her way back to finish off Karen.

Suddenly, Vida braked to a stop, bent down and picked up the empty beer bottle. Wearing an impish grin, she resumed her journey back to Karen. Vida’s shadow cast itself over Karen as she approached the Playmate. Karen’s entire body started to stiffen as she felt the presence of her tormentor return.

“Well bitch, unless Fannin’s big goon shows up to save your sorry ass, it looks like it’s all over but the screaming! You do know how to scream don’t you?” Vida asked.

She knelt down and pulled Karen’s bikini bottom off of her. Once the bottoms cleared Karen’s feet Vida reached down and picked up both of the Playmate’s ankles. She lifted Karen’s legs up, spreading them as wide as she could. Karen feared that one good stomp now and she would be getting a much closer look at Vida’s ass then she had ever planned. But when Vida had both of Karen’s legs as high as she could lift them without lifting her ass up off of the sand, she slid her foot along the grainy sand, scooping up a deposit on the top of her foot and between her toes.

Vida lifted her foot and slid her foot up and down Karen’s moistened slit, trying to penetrate her with her toes. Karen clamped up and shot her hands into position to defend herself. But it was too late. Vida had just demonstrated that she could do just about anything she wanted with the downed Playmate. Depositing the gritty sand in Karen’s box was exactly what she wanted to do without pressing the issue too much. With Karen’s legs still held high in the air Vida rolled the wet beer bottle back and forth in the sand, covering it with as much sand as it would absorb.

“After my ass is perched on your face, I’ll be using THIS instead of my foot!” Vida dropped Karen’s legs to the sand and strode over towards Karen’s head. Stepping over her, she centered herself on Karen’s face, facing her legs. Vida looked down her stomach until she lined up her camel toe with Karen’s pouty lips. “Bomber to bombardier… we have the target in sight!” If a picture was worth a thousand words, the picture on Karen’s face was priceless. “Bomber to bombardier… let ‘er rip!”

Vida closed her eyes and dropped to her knees. Karen was about to get the stink face of all stink faces! And then Vida planned on doing some damage with her peppered up beer bottle. She just wished that there was a crowd the size of the one at Fannin’s Christmas party to see her in all her glory. “That fucking Stark!” As Vida lowered herself rapidly, trying to get a good solid blow in with her ass, it was Karen’s fist she came into contact with rather than her face. “Oooowww!!!” she cried out.

The Playmate had anticipated Vida’s move as soon as she saw her with her bikini bottoms off and had been playing possum. Sure Vida had hurt her pretty bad during the fight. But she was not about to let Vida’s enormous ass park itself on her face. Vida rolled off the top of Karen with her hands between her legs clutching herself. Karen rolled towards her and wanted to take advantage of her sudden opportunity. Vida’s head was down, resting on the sand. Her big ass was jutting up in the air. Rather then go after Vida’s ass, Karen chose to fire a kick to one of Vida’s dangling breast, flattening it against her body.

“Aaaahhh!!!!” Vida cried out as she rolled over onto her back.

Karen quickly moved in and did a double knee drop to Vida’s soft belly. Holding that position with her kneecaps still digging in, Karen fired a barrage of punches to Vida’s yet untouched face. The Latina’s lips instantly started to swell from the force of the blows.

Karen stood, dragging Vida to her feet by the hair. Once she was standing Karen buried a knee deep into her gut once more, doubling up Guerra. Karen grabbed hold of Vida’s hair and pulled, dragging Vida to her knees in front of her. Karen stepped forward trapping Vida’s head in a standing head scissor. With all her strength she began to crush Vida’s head between her muscular thighs.

Vida began to panic. She fought her way off of her knees and sunk her nails as deep as she could into the backs of Karen’s legs. To Karen it felt like Vida was about to shred her hamstrings, but she refused to let Guerra get away. Instead she just raised both her hands over her head and slammed them down into the small of Vida’s back, driving her back down to her knees.

Karen cranked up the pressure on Vida’s head once again, squeezing her legs together as if she was trying to get the insides of both of her thighs to meet. Vida, showing her grit, slowly started making her may back up off of her knees. This time however rather then dig her nails into Karen’s legs, which almost worked, Vida had another target in mind.

As Vida stood, Karen decided to untie the top of Vida’s bathing suit. As the material feel to the sand, Karen latched onto both of Vida’s breast. Vida had her own counter move in mind and as Karen was just freeing up Vida’s breast, Vida was slowly running her hands over Karen’s bottom looking for a specific target to grab onto. Just as Karen found her target, Vida found hers. Using her sharpened nails, Vida began to stretch Karen open, then inserted her middle finger as deep as she could and began slashing around. It was now Karen’s turn to panic. She began to feel excruciating pain as Vida kicked her digital rectal exam into over drive.

Karen started raining fist down on Vida’s lower back, trying to stop her advances and get her to stop this new attack. The grip of Karen’s thighs loosened ever so slightly as her attention was draw to her new offensive, but more importantly Vida’s new offensive that was quite literally a pain in the ass! Big mistake!

While Vida’s middle finger was busy on the offensive, her thumb was also busy probing, trying to find the smallest space that she could to gain a foot hold. As soon as Karen gave her the opportunity, she shoved her thumb nail between her head and Karen’s body and instantly found pay dirt. That was evident by Karen’s shriek. In a slashing motion, Vida’s thumb nail drew blood and was no working as hard as she could to insert her thumb into Karen’s other opening.

Karen retightened her scissors hold but the damage was already done. She was however successful in slowing down Vida’s attack on the second front. Running out of options, Karen dropped to her knees driving Vida face first into the sand. Vida felt as if her neck had been broken and immediately withdrew the offending digits.

Karen kept Vida’s head pinned to the sand between her knees as she concentrated her attack on slamming fist after fist into the tender area of Vida’s neck and the back of her head. Vida’s grunts and groans could barely be heard as she was face down in the sand. Giving her fist a rest, Karen slid forward sitting on Vida’s head. In plain site of Karen was Vida’s big ass. Guerra too was paler then normal due to the long, cold winter and Karen decided to add a little color to it. Red!

With openhanded SPANKS, Karen paddled Vida’s ass until she screamed out a muffled submission to Karen. Karen slid forward a little more, parking her ass on Vida’s back. First spit and sputtered as she tried to clear the sand from her nose and mouth. After a deep breath she began to plead with Karen to let her go.

“Not quite yet Gidget! You started this little beach party and I don’t want you leaving until you get your party favor!”

Karen reached for the beer bottle that Vida had planned inserting into her and jammed it into the Latina’s ass instead. Karen thought Vida actually liked it as she started to hum when Karen twisted the bottle and shoved it in further.

“We can’t have any of that!” Karen said. “I guess we need more sand!”

She slid the bottle most of the way out and then tossed a handful of sand into Vida’s stretched out ass. She then reinserted the bottle. When Karen had finished playing with Vida, she got up and stood over her.

“Get your ass of my beach! I don’t want to ever see your ugly face here ever again!” Karen demanded with authority. Vida stood and reached around her back to remove the bottle which caused Karen to immediately flatten her right breast with a straight punch. “Nobody said you can take that out! Now get lost!”

Karen didn’t allow her to retrieve her bathing suit either. She just made her walk back up to the parking lot nude, walking like she had…. Well a bottle shoved up her ass. It wasn’t until Vida reached her car and after she started it that she bravely removed the bottle from her ass.

“We’ll meet again McDougal! That’s a promise!” Vida muttered as she tossed the bottle in Karen’s direction. It landed harmlessly at her feet but when Karen started toward her, Vida quickly jumped in her car and tore away with a loud squeal of burning rubber.

Cori had finished changing her flat tire and was just pulling into the Muscle Beach parking lot when her car was almost broadsided by the fleeing Guerra. Cori gave her the finger before she parked and headed over to Karen’s blanket.

“What was that all about?” Cori asked, jerking her thumb in the direction of the parking lot.

“Oh nothing.” Karen said. “Just a little spring training.”