She had just out of the surf and was still wringing wet; her t-shirt clung to her, her longish brunette hair hung down in thick strands. She was walking up the sand to where her towel and bag were. She was looking forward to lying in the sun and reading for a while when a young blonde walked straight into her and spilt her drink down the brunette’s back. Angrily the brunette stared at her " what are you doing you watch where you are going? "
The blonde glared back at the brunette, as if she was quickly sizing her up, the brunette could almost see the blonde thinking ‘she’s a bit overweight, big tits but a plump tummy and her ass is too big, she's curvy but not in my class.’ Then the blonde spoke sharply "Hey no reason to be bitchy it was an accident."
The blonde’s stare was making the brunette angry. She felt her blood rising to her face as she returned the blonde’s gaze appraising her. ‘She's a year or two younger then me and hey better built then I am, no extra flesh except on those big breasts they are huge she fits into that white string bikini well, much better then I could," the brunette thought to herself. " She probably thinks she’s a boy magnet, darn it she would be one." She replied more quietly then the blonde had spoken "Well hey I m not bitchy I just asked you to be more careful why are you glaring at me its not my fault you weren’t looking where you were going." But the brunette couldn’t help adding a mutter under her breath 'stupid rude slut.'
"Oh no you didn't! I know you didn't just do that. You called me a slut.... You damn big whore!"
"Don’t call me names" the brunette looked at the younger blonde thinking ‘she’s a bit taller then me and feisty looking as if she's spoiling for a fight.’ She glared at the slimmer girl. "Don’t call me names” the brunette repeated losing her temper fast at this blonde piece standing there, arms on her hips still glaring at the brunette. “First of all” the brunette jabbed in the air with her fingers for emphasis “ it’s your fault, its you who walked into me and then second,” again she jabbed her fingers in the air “you called me a bitch, almost before I said anything. You got a problem with something."
“I did not! Just said you were bitchy but I'll say it now; you are a bitch and you look like a whore or at least as if you tried out for some slutty wet t-shirt competition, but you wouldn’t get far if you did. Look at your nipples poking out you getting hot for something are you?”
The brunette blushed and glanced down to see the blonde was right and that the brunette’s breasts were making her t-shirt jiggle. ‘She needs to be put in her place, I might even enjoy this’ thought the brunette and then spoke harshly. 'Stuff you, wake up to yourself you stupid girl and get out of my way don’t stand in front of me or I might just push you out of the way'. Furious now the brunette stepped forward looking right in the blonde’s face, confident she would back down.
The blonde stood her ground till the two women were almost tit-to-tit glaring at each other. “Go ahead and try.”
“She’s called my bluff I can’t just ignore this” the brunette muttered glancing round to see that the argument had attracted attention there was a small crowd, mainly young guys looking on. ‘If I back off they’ll think I’m a wimp’. The brunette pushed forward her hands on the blonde’s shoulders "now please move out of my way."
“No way” She grabbed hold of the brunette’s shoulders and pushed back.
The brunette pushed her again, putting her whole body weight into it, glad at times like these of the extra pounds, forcing the blonde back a couple of steps. The brunette smiled.
The blonde growled; pissed that the brunette had forced her back. She kneed the brunette in the groin. “Who’s smiling now?”
“ Fuck you slut”, the brunette staggered back. Resolving to teach her a lesson, the brunette closed on the blonde, spat in her face and then slapped it repeatedly while pushing her body against the blonde's.
“Ow” the blonde cried, she seemed surprised that the brunette was right in her face and that the brunette was slapping the blonde’s oh so pretty face, the brunette was sure the blonde had never had anyone stand up to her before. The blonde wrapped her arms around the brunette and reached down to seize the brunette’s bikini bottom tugging it hard giving the brunette a nasty wedgie.
‘She wants to buy time but she won’t get far. Pulling bikinis is no way to win fights’. The brunette smiled to herself and yelled “Damn you bitch’ renewing her push trying to get the blonde off balance, to push her right down on the sand. Putting the hers weight behind it, the brunette reached behind the blonde’s back digging her nails into her skin, raking it, feeling it split open. The brunette smirked and spat in the blonde’s face again just as she opened her mouth. The brunette chuckled as a glob of spit landed on the blonde’s tongue. The brunette was enjoying herself now.
The blonde screamed, pushed back at the brunette’s chest and grabbed the brunette’s large but less then firm tits through the brunette’s thin wet shirt squeezing on them digging her finger into the brunette’s flesh. ‘It will take more then that you squealing blonde’ hissed the brunette who, more determined yet, pushed again hooking one leg behind the blonde’s leg and shoved her body at the blonde with all her strength. The blonde staggered back a pace or so and her fingers dug in deeper, making the brunette mutter ‘Fuck that hurt but I’m going to get this slut in front of me down and begging for mercy.’ The brunette clawed at the blonde’s back digging her nails in harder as the blonde twisted the brunette’s tits savagely ripping her shirt open. Then pushing her head below the blonde’s face the brunette brought it up sharply against the blonde’s chin head butting her.
“Wham bam that’s right bitch you’re sprawled on your back on the sand, just where a blonde belongs. You tore my shirt from top to bottom, bloody useless now. I’ll get you for that”. The brunette’s tits bounced freely as her ruined shirt hung open. Avoiding the blonde’s attempts to kick out at her legs the brunette jumped down at the blonde’s side straddling her body, the brunette bracing her legs either side of the blonde’s body, slapping her face with her palms watching the blonde’s head pushed back and forth by her slaps. “I’m going to smash you, you little whore.” the brunette hissed.
The blonde balled her fists and swung hard at the brunette’s face, raining blows so hard and so fast she pushed the brunette away. The brunette rolled on the sand and got up hurriedly reaching her feet a second or so after the blonde who moved in quick lashing with her fists at the brunette’s face again. “I am going to beat you back yet you fat bitch” she sneered as the brunette staggered back from her upper cut.
The brunette tasted her own blood dribbling from her stinging split lips. She circled the blonde thinking “ I’m heavier then her, I was winning when I used my weight, I got to get in close to avoid those fists”. She circled the blonde again looking for the moment to rush in. The growing crowd stood back giving the women room. Suddenly the blonde charged, the brunette sidestepped and grappled with the blonde but not before copping another punch on her cheek which made the brunette cry out loudly. She grabbed at the blonde’s back tearing the strap of her bikini top and held her squeezing the air from her lungs as the brunette dug her nails dug ever deeper into the blonde’s back. The blonde’s hands clawed at the brunette’s ass ineffectively, ripping the brunette’s bikini bottom. The brunette hung on thinking ‘she’s desperate, I got it won, just hold on a bit more and she will give in”. But the blonde bit the brunette’ s neck and shoulders, digging her teeth deeply then as she jerked her head came away with a piece of flesh.
“Fuck oh arrh” the brunette yelled in pain momentarily releasing her grasp a bit, just enough for the blonde to force her back and step free. The blonde’s bikini top and the brunette’s bikini bottom slid to the sand as the women separated.
Stepping back the blonde swung a punch at the brunette’s belly following it quickly with two more. Each landed hard in the brunette’s soft rather plump belly doubling her up She gasped ‘ I can’t take it, got to get back, a few more of those will do me’. The brunette staggered back and stood her ground breathing hard watching the blonde doing the same her big breasts heaving The brunette thought:’ she’s turned on look at her nipples jutting out’ and rubbed her own finding they too were out proudly.
"Look at the udders on that big brunette, she had the fight almost won till the blonde bit her." The brunette turned to look at the speaker- a stocky sandy haired guy standing only a few feet from her. He winked at her as he went on "She’ll cream the blonde yet. God I'd like to fuck her when she has”
The brunette glanced at him; he caught her eye and winked again.
"Nah, she’s too fat, she’s tiring, my moneys on the blonde. She’s in better condition. She’s one hot slut” The brunette spat on the ground and glared at the speaker, a tall dark haired guy standing next to the stocky man.
“Don’t think so but you’re right about one thing they are both hot sluts. What about a gangbang when it’s all over?" The stocky guy looked straight at the brunette and added "The brunette would do that, look at her, butt naked”
The brunette met his eyes "get lost, I don’t put out like that."
"Oh no?" smiled the stocky guy. He looked at the brunette and smirked “babe your tits are hard, you’re one hot woman.”
The taller man smirked "they both will, hot trashes fighting near naked- of course they will."
The stocky man stepped forward and slapped the brunette's butt lightly. She seemed to wiggle slightly at his touch. He bent forward stage whispering, "You and I both know you will don't we?"
She spat on the sand again and turned back to face her blonde enemy.
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