A friend of mine in India asked me to write this for her last year, it's based closely on a real event in India, it's my version of what wasn't known about what happened. She's asked me to post it.

MikeJV
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Golf Course Clash
Pt: 1

Hi, I live in India, and have I got a story for you. My friend has a beautiful wife, Rita, 31 y/o, 5'2", 120 lbs, black hair to her shoulders and a 34C-22-34 figure. They're a happy couple, or were before Rinka showed up and started trying to steal him away from her, this is compounded by the fact that she's almost a clone of his wife physically, but is 5'1" and 36 y/o. Both women jog every morning and always on the same path, but from opposite directions and always pass eachother on the local golf course in a deserted section behind some woods. The tension slowly escelated until they got physical at a party both were at, but it was broken up right away. During the following 2 weeks Rita came to me for help to set up a private meeting with Rinka for a final showdown. Being a fan of hardcore catfights and sexfights, I helped her without anyone finding out what we were doing.

Rita also called Rinka and told her everything, Rinka didn't hesitate to accept the fight, and both quickly set it up; time, day, rules, everything. The day of the fight, both took their time putting on their jogging clothes, the thoughts of fighting their rival filling both women's minds. Both women left at the same time for the golf course, both starting their regular path at the same time. When they saw eachother approaching the bathroom stalls from opposite directions, both smiled, every possible emotion about what they were going to do flooded them, but neither woman slowed even slightly. Both stopped in front on the enterence briefly, then Rinka entered first, not worried about a sneak attack from Rita. Both women were there for 1 reason, their honor as women wasn't going to let them do anything dishonorable before the fight started. Once it did tho, all civility would vanish, neither would hold back anything to win.

Rita went to another part of the building and returned a minute later with a dufflebag. She placed it by a wall, then opened it and removed a large bottle of Vodka. Rinka smiled. Rita approached Rinka, opened it and gulped down about 1 shot then gave it to Rinka. Rinka did the same thing and gave it back. They repeated this until it was empty and they were drunk, both having downed 4 shots each of the 120 proof Vodka. Rinka tossed the bottle away, luckily sending it into a trash can in the corner by the sinks.

Both women stood in the open area of the stall about 5' apart, 10'x10' was plenty of room for their needs. Rinka raised her arms and smiled at Rita. Rita smiled back politely and walked up to Rinka slowly, then taking the bottom of her jog bra, she pulled to sexily up and off of Rita, then folded it neatly and laid it on the nearby shelf. Returning to Rinka, she takes a good look at her small firm breasts. "You have very nice tits Rinka, it's a shame what I'm going to do to them, they could of gotten you a good husband." Rinka Smiles again. " Thanks Rita, but I have a good husband, yours. And once I've ruined you as a woman, he'll come to me." "Over my dead body you Cunt." 'That's the idea Bitch."

Rita then lifted her arms up, allowing Rinka to remove her jog bra, folding it and placing it next to her own, then returning to her spot in front of Rita. "Your tits are also very nice Rita, I can see why he married you, (Rita smiles) but they're not as beautiful as mine are." "Fuck you slut, my tits'll crush yours flat." Rinka gives her hips a little shake, Rita nods to her and slowly pulls down Rinka's bike pants so she can step out of them. Rita folds them and lays them on Rinka's top, on the shelf. As Rita returns, Rinka spreads her legs wide. "Checkout a superior pussy, because your husband will be getting to know it very well after I take him from you." Rita kneels in front of Rinka and takes a thorough look at Rinka's pussy. Thick black bush neatly trimmed to a thick patch, labia soft and smooth. She had to admit to herself, Rinka has a beautiful, tight-lipped pussy, but still felt that hers was better.

Rita stands and looks into Rinka's eyes. "I must admit, you do have a very beautiful pussy." Rinka could see the disgust in Rita's eyes at having to get close to her pussy, but admit that it was beautiful. She knew neither of them was even slighly lesbian, but as women they knew what men liked. "My turn Rinka, get to it." Rinka then removed Rita's bike pants like hers had been, slow and sexy, she then folded them and laid them on Rita's shirt, then returned and inspected Rita's similarly prepared pussy. Inside, Rinka is enraged to discover that Rita has a better pussy than her, but she'd rather tear out her own clit with pliers than admit that to Rita. "Superb Rita, but I know he'll like mine better." Rita could tell Rinka was impressed, but not how much.

to be continued in pt 2