Chapter 3: Three days earlier: Susann
Susann had just one her semi-finals in the in the Olympic Women’s Freestyle Wrestling Tournament, Bantam-wight – 53kg Division. Naturally she was in high spirit after her win, heightened some more by the fact, that it was a very successful day for her country, two Swedish women had won gold in track and field disciplines today: High-Jumper Ebba and Long Jumper Malin.
She was on her way back to her room in the Olympic Village after a short meeting with her boyfriend Lasse, a swimmer from the Swedish team. Her room was in a big block of apartments for 1 or two persons. The whole building was reserved for female athletes and basically each floor was occupied by the sportswomen of one nation. Sweden was fairly high up in the building and she knew her arch-nemesis, the Spanish wrestler Silvia was living some floors below her.
She was occupying, by chance a single person apartment positioned at the small side of the building, which meant she had only one neighboring apartment. The two flats shared a large balcony surrounded by a concrete parapet and divided in the middle by a metal banister.
She actually had no idea who was living next to her, but she had heard some high pitched moans at night suggesting that some sexual activities had been taking place in the neighboring apartment recently.
Susann was opening her balcony doors wide to let in some fresh air. Suddenly she heard strange sounds through the ajar door on the neighboring balcony. She heard two female voices in a heated but whispered argument and a strange metallic clang from time to time.
Intrigued Susann crept nearer to the banister. She could understand what was said now.
Both voices were talking at the same time, bickering about “stealing spotlight” and even threatening violence very openly and graphicly.
Susann, of course, was no stranger to trading threats and trash talking. But somehow, the tone was wrong here. Both women did sound agitated ad emotional but actually not really angry. Both voices were trembling with arousal and sexuality.
And then there was the strange metallic sound, almost like a bell.
Susann could not contain herself. She climbed the banister and tip-toed to the glass door to peek inside.
Her heart started racing, in front of her eyes was an incredible sight. The two Swedish gold medalists stood there, in that small apartment. Ebba and Malin, two of the best looking members of the Swedish team were toe to toe, nose to nose, talking trash with their lips almost touching.
Both athletes had long blonde hair braided in a Scandinavian style, like a crown around their heads.
Both were very tall and slender, their whole bodies were packed in muscles. Not a single gram of fat could be seen on those to women.
Both wore the Swedish athletics outfit, a blue bottom covering their tight asses but exposing all of their remarkably long legs and a small yellow top that left their arms and midriff free.
The mystery of the metallic clang was solved when Susann spotted the Olympic gold medals dangling in front of the athletes’ belly which struck each other with each slight movement of the two Blondes.
Susann tried to stay as quite as possible, but she could not help her breath quickening. What was going on here?
Suddenly Malin was shoving Ebba in the shoulder, the High-jumper almost didn’t move. Susann could see all the muscles tensing to break the impact. Ebba shoved back, to as little effect.
Both ladies smiled wickedly and pressed their foreheads together, a move familiar to Susann from wrestling, usually without the smiles, though.
With a smack the steely bodies crashed together toe to top. The incredible muscles flexed and quivered as both women tried to push the rival backwards but aside a little back and forth, none got the upper hand. Their heads had moved within the struggle and their lips almost touched now.
Both had kept their hands down so far. Susann’s eyes widened when, unexpectedly their strong hands grabbed the other’s ass. She could her a long moan from both fighters and the hands vanished inside each other’s pants to dig deep into the muscular butt cheeks.
Chapter 4: The Jumpers Duel
“Let’s do it, Bitch” Ebba moaned right into her rival’s lips.
“Sexfight me, now” Malin pressed out, panting.
“I will make you scream”
“I will make you beg me to stop and cry for more”
Susann’s pulse was quickening, never had she seen anything like this. She could not help but gasp in excitement when both fighters pushed down the others blue bottoms and sank one hand deep into the shaven crotch of the Other. Luckily the gasps of joy from both Fighters drowned her own small noise.
One hand in the opponent’s crotch, the other one pulling at the rival’s hair, loosening the austere hairdos they stumbled around the room. Their lips had sealed together in an aggressive kiss, their blue eyes were locked together, and their legs were dueling, trying to off-balance the other.
Each had sunken two fingers into the rival’s pussy and both were moaning and yelping with lust. Their gold medals dangled wildly between them clanging and ringing.
Susann could not help it, her fingers wandered into her jeans and she started pleasuring herself.
After some minutes of stumbling around the room without anyone gaining an advantage, they pushed each other away and glared at each other with wide grins on their faces.
“Is that all you got” Malin teased, opening her arms wide in invitation.
“Not a quarter of it” Ebba answered and suddenly grabbed Malin’s top with both hands and started tearing. After a split-second of surprise Malin followed suit and grabbed Ebba’s top. Both women tor at the yellow fabric and Susann could see their biceps bulging from the effort. Soon the material gave up and both ripped the top in half and the two beautiful Scandinavians stood naked except for the red silk-ribbon around their neck holding the gold medal dangling between their small breast and their six-pack bellies.
They started circling each other slowly, like cats ready to attack.
Susann was reminded of two Viking shieldmaidens ready for battle. She had to stall her breath and her finger during the silent circling. As the two athletes jumped at each other again, tugging and grabbling, Susann happily re-started caressing herself again.
Malin and Ebba tussled and slammed their fit, nude bodies against each other and crashed onto one of the two beds with their long limbs tangled together.
Malin, who seemed to be a bit stronger, managed to scramble on top of her opponent and grabbed Ebba’s wrists to control her rival. She wrapped her legs around Ebba’s and stretched her arms, pressing Ebba’s hands down into the mattress.
Susann had a perfect side view of both women now, she admired the muscles at play under the tanned, sweaty skin. The intricate hairstyles in disarray with strands of blonde hair hanging out, the belly muscles highlighted by each intake of breath. The small breast with huge, proud nipples standing erect. Malin’s gold medal resting on Ebba’s chest. She could guess that their crotches must be very, very near to each other, a thought that made her dig into her pussy even more ferocious.
Malin slowly lowered herself down and both fighters shivered when their six-packs touched and even more when their stiff nipples collided. Both grinned widely as they pushed them tip to tip. Their faces relaxed into pure ecstasy as they mashed their tits deep into each other.
Malin had her eyes closed, lost in the moment. But Susann could see by the concentrated look on Ebba’s face that the bottom girl was up to something.
Very slowly Ebba entangled one long leg from Malin’s and suddenly did trust her thigh upwards, deep between Malin’s thighs. The Top girl gave a startled yelp followed by cries of joy. Susann realized with a tingle in her crotch that Ebba’s thigh was rubbing right into Malin’s pussy lips.
Malin released her grip on Ebba’s wrists and jumped up, to a kneeling position. Ebba trying to press her advantage followed suit and the two bodies reunited with both athletes sitting on their knees. In that position each fighter could press a long thigh into the others crotch. They had started to kiss furiously, their wet tongues swirling back and forth between their open mouths. Their eyes wide open, locked together in a mutual stare.
Susann gaped open mouthed as the two started humping each other’s thigh vigorously, their upper bodies pressed together by a bear-hug-like embrace. Amazed Susann knew she was not witnessing simple sex. She could see in the eyes and in the snarling faces of both women, that they where still fighting each other.
Maybe this was more of a fight than the friendly tussle it had started with.
Suddenly a yelp escaped her lips that was heard by the two opponents.
With her wrestling reflexes kicking in, Susann jumped back and pressed her back against the wall, holding her breath.
“What was that” she heard from the room
“Nothing, maybe a bird, you take every excuse to escape our battle, don’t you?”
“Bitch! I will fuck you blind and you know it”
“Then bring it baby. Let’s do it properly” Susann could her the movement of a body shifting position.
“Tribadism sexfight, Bitch” the same voice whispered huskily “first to cum losses”
“I will fuck you down” the other voice hissed excitedly
“I will make you whimper below my body”
“I will make you scream, little slut”
Chapter 5: The most beautiful challenge
More body movement followed. Susann dared not to breathe.
“Ready”
“More than ready”
Both girls sounded over-excited and maybe both voices were shaking a bit with uncertainty.
Susann heard a little, wet smack, than a high pitched, duel-voices gasp which turned into synchronized yelps and screams.
Susann risked taking a look again. What she saw in that little two-bed-apartment was the most beautiful, sexiest thing she ever encountered in her whole live.
Those two world class athletes, those Swedish kämpen, had locked their long-limbed, sinewy, goddess-like bodies together, pussy to pussy. They were locked crotch to crotch with their legs scissored around each other, sitting on their butts, their lite upper bodies leaning backward and were holding each other in that position with a tight grasp on the rival’s medal-ribbon. Their heads were tilted back in ecstasy, while their lower bodies pumped into each other rhythmically with contractions of their incredible belly muscles.
Susann was mesmerized and could not help masturbating again while googling around the corner.
She gasped when all the sudden, both fighters flexed their bodies upward. They were in a bridge, hands and feet pressed into the mattress. Their tight asses high in the air. Susann realized that their labia’s must be pressed even deeper into each other now. Both faces were twisted with concentration which deepened with each small trust of their hips.
Susann guessed that both were fighting with all their might to keep an orgasm down. “First to cum losses” she remembered.
Again, and again they rotated their hips into each other, both were fighting for breath with ragged gasps. This could not go on much longer, Susann tried to keep her own mounting orgasm down not to miss a single second of this battle of the Swedish shieldmaidens.
Then, in a blink of the eye it happened. A strange clucking sound escaped Malin. Ebba, sensing weakness, pressed on and Malin collapsed backwards, her body started shaking. Ebba was on top of her in a milli-second. Malin was shaking in an enormous orgasm. For a tiny moment Ebba was grabbing Malin’s chin and licked over the open, screaming lips. Then satisfied Ebba let her own orgasm flow.
Both women were kicking and screaming like in trance, but Susann could hear the despair in Mailn’s screams as clearly as the joy in Ebba’s.
Susann had been stroking herself furiously but had managed to control herself not to miss a single beat of the sight in front of her.
But when both fighters had started shaking and collapsed down, Susann finally let go and did cum hard on her own fingers. She did not realize at that moment, that she was screaming.
Chapter 6: Caught
Suddenly Ebba sprang up and jumped toward the door, to late Susann had reacted through the cloud of her orgasmic mind what was happening. She had tried to turn around, but Ebba had already opened the door and had grabbed the wrestler by the hair and dragged her inside.
Malin stood up as well and Susann was flanked now by two women so much taller than herself, that her eyes were level with both Jumpers formidable nipples.
“What have we got here” Malin purred like a cat
“Did you enjoy the show, pervert” Ebba hissed
“I quite think she did, Ebba” Malin whispered and grabbed Susann’s cum covered hand
“Wait, you’re the wrestler who made it to the finals today” Ebba realized and let go of Susann’s hair.
The tall blondes looked intrigued, than they started asking questions, talking at the same time:
“Do you often sexfight other wrestlers?” “Do you cum during matches?” “Does an orgasm weaken you so much that you lose?” “Or does it give you the extra surge to win?” “Did you ever cum simultaneously with your opponent?”
Susan’s face went bright red as she stammered “Wait. What? No? I..I..never did something like that”
Both looked stunned. “Never?” “I thought all female athletes do this”
Both sat down on the bed and looked intrigued. Susann was thankful that she no longer had to cramp her neck looking up.
“So, you constantly compete physically with other strong, fit, sexy girls…” Malin whispered while pushing her index finger between the rims of Susann’s top and jeans
“…rolling around, skin to skin, muscles strained, adrenalin pumping…” Ebba purred while tracing her finger over the bit of belly-skin Malin had exposed
“…and you never became horny during it” Malin asked bluntly while pushing Susann’s shirt upward, exposing her sexy, muscular belly.
Both jumpers stared at Susan’s beautiful deep belly button, than up at the green eyes of the wrestler.
“Well…actually…there is...well, my opponent in the final and I, we have a bit of history”
Ebba and Malin grinned brightly “Tell us everything”
And Susann told the story of her rivalry with the beautiful Spanish luchadora as best as she could while being heavily distracted by two tongues flickering in and out of her navel, fingers opening her jeans, hands sensually caressing her legs and her butt.
By the time she had finished, she was naked, and the two tall athletes sitting on the bed in front of her admired her body.
It did feel awkward but Susann was after all very comfortable, if not to say proud, about her body.
As expected for a 53kg class wrestler she was very short and light. Her shoulders were broad, and her long arms had small but steely muscles. Her medium-sized breast stood proud and perky and her belly was flat as a board with hints of a sixpack underneath. Her legs were short but very strong and her ass-cheeks were round and full but hard as steel. Above her pussy was a small, well-trimmed triangle of flame-red pubic hair, standing out from her very white skin-tone.
The Jumpers pulled her closer and Susann’s thoughts were washed away when each of her nipples was caressed by a skillful tongue and soft lips, while 4 sets of fingers explored every part of her body.
Her moans turned into little screams when both tongues met inside her deep belly button. She could feel the cold metal of their medals against her legs.
Malin and Ebba were giggling like little girls and somehow, this got Susann annoyed. A thought formed in her head and pushed the fog of ecstasy to the side: “Not their plaything, show them you are not their plaything!”
Without forewarning Susann pushed. Both Jumpers landed on the bed with a yelp of surprise, instantly Susann was above them, planting one thigh against each Jumper’s crotch, and pulling both women’s head inward to attack both pairs of lips with her tongue.
Susann had never kissed another woman. Now she was tonguing two at the same time. She could feel the softness of female skin and the steel-hard muscles moving underneath it, and each of her tits was pressed against the breast of a different person at the same time.
When two answering tongues came out to meet her own, encircling it wet and fleshy, her brain went into overload.
She could not prevent Ebba rolling over her and Malin turning her. Now she was still on top of the other two but with her back to them. She could feel two sets of rock-hard nipples pocking into her back and side. Two wet, hairless pussies were pressed tightly into her ass-cheeks and each of her legs was tangled with a set of incredible long strong, toned legs and a strong hand was fondling each of her perky tits.
Ebba and Malin started kissing and licking Susann’s face from each side.
Unexpectedly Susann felt a cold touch to her nipples and opened her eyes. She saw that both were rubbing their gold medals over the tips of her erected rods.
“For good luck” Ebba whispered
“Bring one of these home” Malin purred.
And then, leaving the medals on Susann’s tits, each entered a finger deep into the wrestler’s pussy. Susann moaned, soon she screamed, and an incredible orgasm shock her young body in a strength she had never thought possible.
The orgasm had just ebbed away when “Your turn” was whispered in both of Susann’s ears. The two jumpers wriggled out from underneath her and sat upright on her thighs, each grabbed one of Susann’s hands and gently dragged it towards their own pussies. Susann got the hint and entered two fingers deep into each hot, wet and tight tunnel. Instinctively she knew what to do and soon she could watch amazed how the two god-like bodies were shaking and swinging above her, the subtle movement of each muscle visible under the tanned skin. The blonde hair was flying as each was shaking her head in orgasmic ecstasy.
Both collapsed down on Susann, and the wrestler felt as happy as never before. “Thank you” she whispered to them while holding each body close.
Ebba and Malin had opened a whole new world to her, Susan had never felt as alive.
To be continued…
the next Chapters will focus on Silvia and her adventures during the same day.
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