Mountain Grudge Match, Part 2

Getting my ass kicked was an understatement. 4 or 5 punches to my face and then she had me by my hair, pushing my head down and swinging wild uppercuts into my face and chest. Desperately I drove forward, trying to tackle her. I wrapped my arms around her waist but she grabbed me in a headlock. Unfortuntely, she was very strong and able to counter me by spreading her legs and holding steady. She pounded my back and dug her long nails into my ass.

The pain was brutal--I had had a ton of fights, but except for 1 or 2 with one of my sisters--I was always fairly well clothed. With all of my skin exposed, it left a lot more to attack. I tore at her buttocks and thighs myself, the only place I had access to, as she twisted me around by my neck. I couldn't see myself, but I was sure that my face was flushed from the choke-hold she more or less had on me.

We stumbled about as I tried to tackle her and she tried to keep me in her headlock and not fall down. Finally she spun us around and sent me flying. I stumbled away, but kept my feet. As I turned around to go at her again, she met me face on. Crashing into me, our bodies pressed against one another, I felt her massive breasts swell as they crushed mine into my chest. She drove me backwards, both of us wrapped in each other's arms, until I was pinned against the wall.

"Bitch" I hissed. She sneered in response as she punched me in my ribs, not with much strength though, as we were too close together. She forced her thigh between my legs and began grinding her hip into my crotch--I didn't know how much that could hurt, but apparently she did as she increased the pressure. I tried to fight my way off the wall as she leaned in harder and harder. Finally, I got a hand free and clawed at her face--I did little damage but I did force her to scramble away. As she did, I finally had a chance, pursuing her and hitting her in the head several times and as she bent over to escape my punches, following up with huge uppercuts to her big breasts. She covered up and backed up. Again I advanced. As I did, she exploded with a right cross, but I was expecting it and dodged it. I counterpunched with my own overhand right hook that she caught. She held my wrist and she lashed out with an attack that I had never expected nor had I ever suffered from before--she snapped her right hand out and latched onto the sensitive flesh between my legs. Her nails instantly went to work and the pain was as if someone had lit my crotch on fire.

I screeched uncontrollably, "HOLY SHIT, YOU CUNT!" as I instinctively grabbed her wrist with my left hand trying to pull her mauling hand off of me. The pain was excruciating.

to be continued....