The two girls mauled each other's breasts in a way that only guys could imagine. They grimaced, grunted, strained, twisted their bodies and tugged on the big orbs they each had. Jen pinched and clawed viciously at Lisa's chest although she could barely keep a grip they were so big and Lisa tugged Jen's tits all over the place. It went on for several seconds, until suddenly they both seemed to quit on that technique and give up, getting slowly to their feet. I was shocked at how much damage they had done--Jen's breasts were red, bruised and her left areola was bleeding fairly badly. Lisa's left breast was bruised--it looked as though several blood vessels had ruptured in the taught skin leaving the breast swollen and battered.
The two women gasped deep breaths, looking at each other.
"You ready to quit?" Lisa asked, holding her left tit gingerly.
"Why?" Jen asked, leaning against a wall...
"Cause I've beaten the crap out of you." Lisa replied.
"Whatever bitch, you haven't done any such thing." but I could see that Jen was convincing herself as much as she was talking a confident game.
"Then let's go, asshole."
Jen walked towards Lisa, and Lisa put her hands up, the two fighters flailed wildly at each other before somehow, Lisa got her hand in Jen's hair, eliciting a loud "Ow!" from Jen as she pulled her toward her. Jen struggled with the hold and then Lisa successfully got her into a headlock. Bent at the waist, Jen tried to claw and pry her way out of the hold, but Lisa wouldn't let go. Jen's muscles twitched and strained as Lisa began pounding away with uppercuts to her face. Jen's tits hung down from her chest and swayed wildly as Lisa really went to work on her. Jen's fingernails dug into Lisa's ass cheeks and her other hand desperately clawed at Lisa's crotch, digging underneath her panties. Finally, Lisa roared and released the hold, stumbling backwards, clutching her crotch. Lisa's legs and ass had big welts, and as she let Jen go, her face became visible to me. She was flushed and swollen and she looked dazed. She stumbled, her hands out and fell.
She tried to get up and fell again, looking at me with a pained look. She used the wall to get to her feet, her determination compelling her to push onward.
Lisa mumbled, "Stubborn bitch..." and strode toward Jen rapidly. Jen couldn't defend herself as Lisa punched her in the stomach and kneed her in the crotch. Jen groaned and slid part way down the wall. As she did, Lisa hit her again and again, Jen covering her head trying to protect herself. Jen hit the ground and Lisa just kept hitting her in the back of the head until finally we both heard Jen moan, "I give...You win...."
I grabbed Lisa and pulled her back. Jen was curled in ball. I knew she was physically hurt but I knew that her pride was probably hurt more.
The fight was definitely over.
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