Presenting the penultimate part of the tale ...
Links to previous instalments:
Tangle in Tuscany Part 1
Tangle in Tuscany Part 2
Tangle in Tuscany Part 3
Tangle in Tuscany Part 4
AUTHOR'S NOTE:-
Tangle in Tuscany is the first story in a new series I've been developing. Tales of sexy, buxom young women who live to fight for kicks, glory, and, well... plenty of prize money. Set during the 1960s heyday of the apartment wrestling movement to provide a suitably retro feel, the complete story, with original commissioned artwork, will be available soon (details to be provided). Check out my DA page for art samples... Excalib | DeviantArt
Tangle in Tuscany: an apartment wrestling classic! Part 5
?I can see they look more aroused as the fight goes on, but tell me, as a woman, what?s going through their heads right now?? Watching as the kneeling women glare at each other after their sharp exchange of words, Russo murmurs softly in his lover?s ear.
Gina Bartelli gazes back at him archly, sceptical about whether a man could ever understand fully how the nature of a close physical struggle with a seductive opponent heightens sexual libido in some women, leading to increased excitement, arousal, even to orgasm in more extreme cases.
?Oh, they?re jealous young women in their sexual prime, so it?s not difficult to describe how they are feeling right now: aggression, animosity, fear, emotion, arousal??
The matinee idol?s eyes light up as the list lengthens. ?The arousal aspect is most interesting: how advanced would you say they are along this path right now???
Acutely aware of the growing moistness between her own legs, Gina takes a deep breath before continuing.
?Well, look closely with your eyes and the evidence?s plain enough. See how swollen their breasts are right now? That?s not simply bruising: it?s obvious to me that they are pumped up with blood from their arousal as well. Observe the wet patch on the inglese's crotch and how the damp lace outlines her thickening cunt lips perfectly? Now, look for similar signs of arousal with la spagnola.?
Russo takes this all in with an optimistic sigh before casting his gaze to the Spanish woman, observing how the damp lace of her black panties also clings close enough now to reveal the clear shape of her engorged pussy. In fact, as Victoria rises on her haunches to resume, some moisture trickles down her inner thigh ? and Russo?s convinced it isn?t just sweat.
?You?re right, cara mia, if it carries on like this, pretty soon they?ll be fucking as well fighting each other!?
Feeling the powerful pheromones pulsing through their tired bodies ease the pain in their throbbing breasts, Vanessa and Victoria tingle with anticipation and nervous energy as they begin to prowl back towards each other on hands and knees.
Then, with a slap of wet bodies and passionate cries of anger, the fighters lock up again, heads butting as hands and fingers curl around necks and arms. "I?ll break you in half, slut," Vanessa hisses, her arousal growing as their heavy orbs press together sensuously. "Never, puta!" Victoria snarls as their slick, sweaty bodies rub and strain, locked in a frantic struggle for dominance.
Sensing a breakthrough, the Englishwoman twists hard to one side, provoking an angry cry from her opponent, whose full breasts swing like pendulums as she is trapped in a vicious headlock.
?Attagirl blondie!? Russo exclaims as his favourite emerges on top. Gasping as the Spanish woman?s scrabbling fingers claw through her long hair, Vanessa tightens her grip with a zealous glint in her eye before throwing herself sideways, taking her opponent to the floor.
Fighting to maintain control the Englishwoman rolls over on her back, pulling the dark-haired woman towards her, lithe, toned legs scissoring her slippery, struggling opponent under the breasts. Hissing in pain as the air is crushed from her lungs, Victoria bucks and twists frantically as Vanessa pulls her head in close with both hands, pressing the dark-haired woman?s face to her slick, stifling abdomen and beginning to tighten the scissor hold inexorably. ?Ready to submit bitch?? she cries, sensing her opponent starting to weaken as breathing becomes difficult for her.
??J?dete? uuunggghhhh!?
Russo and Gina watch completely enthralled as Vanessa?s gritty opponent continues to frustrate all the Englishwoman?s dogged efforts to finish her off, thrashing around energetically enough to replenish her tortured lungs from time to time and keep holding out. With intense frustration etched on her sweaty face, Vanessa toils to improve her position further, aiming to imprison Victoria?s bruised mammaries between her strong thighs before rolling over again to crush the Spanish woman into submission. Alive to the danger she?s in as Vanessa?s legs slide up to her chest, Victoria reacts instinctively, clawing at the flesh of the Englishwoman?s inner thigh, gasping in relief as the scissor hold is forcibly unlocked and the intolerable pressure on her lungs releases.
?Aaaaahhh? fucking bitch!?
Vanessa rears back angrily, slapping Victoria full across the face before rolling the dark-haired woman on her back, determined to assert full control while her opponent seems weakened by the brutal scissors hold. Slamming down on top, the blonde, presses down heavily crotch to crotch, groaning sensuously as the weight of her hips drives her opponent?s thighs apart. Victoria moans and shakes her head sharply from side to side as her opponent grinds down on her while lacing their fingers together, striving to dominate the Spanish woman in what Gina Bartelli recognises as an overt attempt at a sexual pin.
?What?s this now!?? her lover exclaims, still slightly perplexed for all that she's explained to him. ?Do they still mean to fight it out or?fuck each other??
Gina smiles indulgently, realising that, for all his worldly ways, Russo remains a virtual ingenue in these matters. ?But amore mio, why assume that those twin urges are incompatible in any case? Perhaps fighting and fucking are only different sides of the same coin for highly sexed young woman like these??
?Hmmmm, I see what you mean...? the matinee star murmurs pensively. And, perhaps for the first time, he really does.
In the adjacent room the wrestlers lock stares and breathe deeply as their sweating bodies press together tensely in anticipation of the struggle to come.
?Think you?re still woman enough to take me then bitch?? Without waiting for a response Vanessa begins forcing her full weight and strength against her opponent, fighting to pin the Spanish woman's hands out wide against the carpet.
??Hija de puta? more than woman enough to beat you!? Victoria hisses, preparing to launch the critical countermove before the blonde can consolidate her advantage into an unassailable position. Pushing her feet flat on the floor, the dark-haired woman bridges urgently with her hips, fighting desperately now to displace the woman on top.
"N ? no? you don?t?" Vanessa hisses as Victoria brings all her reserves of strength to the struggle, and the pain in their tiring arms starts to burn all the way down from the shoulders to their whitening knuckles. Piling on the pressure suddenly, Victoria's long legs slide against her opponent?s; taut, muscular calves locking behind Vanessa?s as the Spanish woman starts her move. Abandoning the finger interlock abruptly, their arms wrap around each other?s torsos as Victoria strains to turn Vanessa on her side, each woman striving to overcome her unrelenting foe with every muscle and tendon in her weary body.
End of Part 5 - To be continued...
