5 comments/ 29437 views/ 3 favorites Sauna Skirmish By: peccavi I am just tired of all your complaining Jenn, nothing is ever right with you. Why are you so prickly, why can't you just go with flow more? Why do you keep on pushing? Pushing with these junior college courses, pushing with doing extra things at work in the hope you might get a promotion. Hell, they aren't going to promote a girl from the Southside to a manager's job. You would have been better off like your Mom she's a supervisor in the factory. And you keep on pushing with the union and the Democrats. Why don't you just give over? You're always too tired to go out, you're always too tired to do anything. When you go to bed all you do is sleep. I glared at Will as he went on. "Jenn, those are all great ideals and goals. Heck I have tried to support you. You have ambitions, you have dreams, you want to make the world better. All things that I love about you, but damnit Jenn, I want some us time." I finally got a word in Will's tirade "And all you want is sex all the time" Even I knew he was trying to be helpful, he had insight, and all I was doing was bitching. But I just wasn't in the mood to listen to him. It was already about 90F and I was uncomfortable in my clothes, I was trying to get ready for work, there were just too many things going on in my head. "Jenn babe you're no saint, you want it as much as I do - its just you want it in the mornings when there's not enough time to do it right. Suddenly you're not the Jenn I met. These days you're too damn bossy, naggy bitch." I had had enough of his petty whingeing. I turned on my heel "I am going to work. Some of us have to earn money." "Yeah and its like I totally stay home and laze around, Hell I work, I earn more then you do now. Why the hell you took that office job beats me. You earned more money in the cannery, and you had better hours. And you had that part time job debt collecting. We were never short of money, not like now! We went out, we had fun not like now! Jenn we were happier then." I slammed the door behind me fuming. The problem was Will was right. I was trying to study, and the pressure at college was making me snappy, kids chatting in the library when I was trying to read and take notes for essays made me furious. And even though I had beaten the worst offender, a little snivelling bitch called Marie a few weeks ago things were no better. And he was right about work. All these snotty middle class bitches with nice houses and nice voices and nice boyfriends or husbands and nice cars and nice... damn well everything made me puke. They had it so easy. And they were the ones likely to get a promotion not me no matter how hard I worked and studied. And Will was right - I had earned more money on the production line. I just wanted to get ahead to be a manager. Perhaps he was right there too- I had no chance at all. And I was half convinced of it already. But I wasn't going to give in. And I wasn't going to tell him any of that. And I wasn't going to tell him I was as horny as a bitch in heat. It had been weeks since we had had a good session. And he could be so good in bed when he wanted to. I stormed off to the L station. And then the day really got shitty. It had started foul with the argument with Will. But that was nothing, the train broke down and the air conditioning failed. Standing in a crowded, stinking, hot, train for forty minutes while the railway workers try to get the old decrepit rust bucket going again is hell on earth. And it gave me plenty of time to fume more and to think how right I was to organise for the Democrats; we need better public transport. But Will with his bikie gang would never realise that. Sure I liked riding on his classic BSA but there were better ways of getting around Chicago. Sure I liked the extra cash that I got debt collecting - a job the bikie gang organised- I never knew how, and I never wanted to know. All I knew was that it was legal, we had to comply with the law, read people their rights about credit and so on. I was glad of the dollars- and I was totally stoked of the chance it gave me to throw my weight around, to sometimes rough up some middle class bitch who had maxed out her cards. I wasn't too careful about complying with the law that way. Not when I could pass it off as legitimate force involvedful recapture of personalty. But the gang itself pissed me off. I only got the job because I had trashed some other bitch at a swap meet when all the guys had stood round and watched. And the way the guys treated us women, just like chattels not people pissed me too. By the time I got to work- late of course- and bathed in sweat I was boiling with rage. Surprisingly nothing went wrong at work, every one just stayed out of my way. I did my job, I got all my tasks done and I even got Ms Bitch Supervisor Serena Arnott smiling at me. But nothing made up for bad start and any way no one talked to me. Again Will was right, it had been much better on the line, we talked, we had fun, we fooled around a bit. But in the office everyone was tightassed and prissy. I clocked off and went to the gym hoping to get all this tension all this rage out of me. It was a new gym- really calling it a gym was like calling Buckingham Palace a house. It had everything and at a cheap price too. But that night it was packed: hot guys checking out hot babes, sexy lil bitches ogling the guys and everyone playing around on the equipment I had wanted to use. Almost none of them seemed serious about fitness, or developing muscles, all they were there for was a good time. It took me ages to get to use the machines I wanted and though I did get some serious work out in the end the wait just made me madder then ever. But what got me so furious was seeing Sandy Brighton there working out on the rowing machine. I had known her at school. She was always hard working, always ahead of me in class, a teachers pet and someone who they said would go far. The only place most of the teachers said I would go to was jail if I didn't change my ways. But none of them had the guts to take me on and break up my gang. After all I ran the school, I stopped the drugs and I enforced the rules. But then I have told you this before. Ms Borthwick who taught us both had said we were like two sides of a coin. I knew why, we were both big solid girls at school. Both of us had been tormented about our weight. Both of us did something about it. But the teachers thought that while I thumped the bitches who teased me and made them stop, Sandy had studied hard and got ahead and went to college on a scholarship. But what Ms Borthwick never knew was that Sandy had her little gang of cronies much like mine. She hung round with them just like I hung round with Cassie and Joan and all those. She got her cronies to do her shit like I got mine. Sandy and her girls battled just enough of the cheerleaders and their crowd to stop them tormenting Sandy and her friends. It was just I did more, I went on the offensive to beat up the cheerleaders, I was more known, my girls were more visible we did more and so we got into more fights but we also got money and status. Sandy and her gang had always stayed out of my way at school. Sandy probably knew that she couldn't beat me and never tried. Sometimes when I went to the Muni library after school just to get away from all the cheerleading bitches and their hangers on I saw Sandy there. But I had never talked to her much. After school I saw her quite often till she moved out of her parents home about 18 months before this evening. I still saw her at the Muni library, at the malls and just in the street. We had only ever had one serious talk. I was so close to fighting her that time. She lectured me about being sorry for myself, about always having excuses for what went wrong and not 'strategies' to make things go right in the future. It was just typical of the snobby bitch she had become that she used the word 'strategies'. And it was unfair anyway. What did she think - I wanted to tell her but bit my tongue- I was doing with junior college. I had seen her a few times in the gym over the last few months before this night. Each time we had exchanged a few words - nothing much - there had always been a standoff either because one or other of us were with friends or because there had been too many people around. But I knew she thought I was trash, and she knew I hated her. That evening when I saw her at the gym was the first time I had seen her alone in months. I didn't know where she lived but I did know that while I battled my way through junior college courses trying to pick up where I should have been if I had worked at my school work, Sandy already had the professional job I could only dream about. I also knew she was badmouthing me, calling me "Miss Attitude" and telling people that I was stupid feeling sorry for myself that if I displayed initiative I could get out of the rut she said I was in. I knew that because all those cheerleading bitches, all those lamebrain wannabes I had known at school rubbed my nose in it every time they saw me. But at least when I saw her in the gym she was still fat like me though someone like Sandy would always put spin on it and say she was plump or well covered. And that day in the gym it seemed she was trying to do something about her weight again, just like I was. I walked past her as she worked out on the rowing machine in a side room. I looked at her briefly and muttered "the bitch says I should show initiative, here I am at the gym doing exactly that. Tomorrow I go to accounting classes, and that's showing initiative too. The world would be a better place if bitches like her didn't stick their nose into other people's business." The real problem between us was I guess that we were too alike in so many ways. Big, pushy, wanting to get ahead, wanting to make money, we both liked men and more then a few drinks. We both wanted to be queen bitch of that patch of South Chicago where we grew up. And that was odd itself. Two white girls in a mainly black area, pushing to be queen bitch. And there was only room for one queen bitch. And that was me. What pissed me off so badly was that when I had finished my workout with the weights I wanted to go for a swim. I usually do. But I found that in that foul mood I was in that morning I had forgotten to pack my swimsuit. I swore at myself, at life in general and decided to have a sauna instead. There were a few saunas there in the gym- that is one of the reasons it was more like a palace. Each of them were spacious with a big spa- about half the size of a backyard swimming pool a couple of feet deep at one end and about thigh deep in the middle. The saunas pools butted against the back wall and had a sort of bench where you could sit half submerged and stretch your legs out- and comfortable benches on the side walls where you could sit if you didn't want to be in the water. I bought a beer, stripped off my shorts and sat in the spa in the old t-shirt and panties I used to work out in the gym - they made me 'decent' if not 'respectable'. There were two guys at the other end of the spa quietly chatting between themselves. They made me welcome and went on with their own chat. After a while one went to buy drinks, very kindly he offered to buy me one. With a second cold beer in my hand and all the tension being steamed out of me I was just beginning to feel human again when in walked Sandy Brighton. She hadn't forgotten her swimsuit, no she was wearing a very low cut one piece white number which showed her ample breasts off to perfection. She had it all over me in looks, she just seemed to carry her size much better then I did. I was sure it helped that she spent a small fortune on her clothes. The swimsuit was wet and clinging. I knew she had been swimming, Sandy - to give her credit- wasn't one to lie around eyeing the guys, like me she could swim- in fact that was how I had first met her. We had competed at school swimming meets. I had always beaten her. She stepped in playing all giggly and innocent little girl she had a guy in tow. From the way she treated him he was more a puppy on a short leash. I so knew she had planned a trip to the sauna where she could play not so hard to get. She gave the guy the full girlie repertoire, opening the sauna door and seductively, archly but jokingly saying to him "come in." She giggled again and it was only when she stopped that she saw me. She stepped back and muttered something. I was sure it was "Uh oh Miss Attitude." Then she remembered her manners and turned to look at me "Hi Jenn how are you?" I too tried to be polite. "Hi Sandy, I am well thanks. Where have you been? Apart from swimming I see you've been doing that. How many laps?" I was sure she hadn't done many- she hadn't had the time to. "200 metres." "That's not far you'll never build up your stamina that way" I smiled for Sandy had been good in short swims, in fact she was a champion sprinter. It was the distance events that I had won. She had always been too worn out to finish strongly. She tried and failed. But I knew I wasn't going to win at sprints so I never contested them. As Mom used to say "Know what you're good at, get even better at it and don't worry about the rest." "I didn't see you in the pool. Don't you swim any more? You should, you were ok at it in school" I flushed, she knew I had been more then ok at swimming, I had always beaten her. She looked at me again "This is a gym, you won't get fit lying in a sauna drinking beer." I bit my tongue. "I know that, I worked out earlier. The only reason I didn't swim was cuz I forgot my swimsuit" She shook her head. "Jenn, Jenn, will you ever learn? You need to be organised! You need to be with it. Like you are so totally disorganised" she giggled. One of the two guys at the other end of the sauna turned to his friend and said in a low voice, but one loud enough for us to hear "hey, its all that blubber those big girls have that keeps them afloat" I turned and glowered at him. Sandy turned, smiled at the guy and bent forward placing her bag down on the floor so showing off the contents of her very low cut swim suit and she managed to wiggle her tail right in the face of the boy she had come in with. The other guy at the end of the sauna -the one who had bought me the beer before- smiled and said "Yeah there's something about the tit size that gives buoyancy. Remember what they used to call life jackets- Mae Wests." Both the guys chuckled. I saw red; Sandy had out thought me. I tried to recover my poise "Well Sandy what are you doing here? I guess it's the same as me I suppose, relaxing after some exercise?" I bit my tongue again to cut off an insult. I just knew that this big bitch and I were ready for a brawl. It was time. She really was far too much like me. And there was only room for one of me at the top of the tree. She had to either go away or learn her place. I looked at the guy she had in tow. Nice, a little preppy perhaps and a body builder by the look of him -all brawn -but nice anyway. She had good taste. Better then I did if it came to that. I glared at her then smiled at the guy. "Come in sit down enjoy the sauna. And hi too I am Jenn. Sandy and I went to school together." I looked at her and thought "well bitch at least he knows I try to be well mannered, more then you do." I slugged my beer down and turned back to Sandy. "You too, come in and sit down. Try not to make too much of a nuisance of yourself. After all we can still be civil to each other " I smiled. Those who didn't know me would think it was a bit of harmless banter. But I hoped Sandy would know better and get riled. A full two seconds of tense silence passed. I looked at Sandy; she was trying to think of a smart retort. " Sandy, you're speechless? That must be the first time. Oh my, don't you remember what Ms Borthwick used to say about us both; that we could talk under water with our mouths full of marbles. I forget how many detentions you got for talking in class. And now speechless oh Sandy what ever is wrong?" She finally spoke. "Why thank you Jenn." She smiled sweetly but I knew from her shallow breathing that her heart rate had doubled, and it was neither the guy nor the heat that had done that! "Oh", she said deliberately, slowly as she looked straight at me. "How rude of me, Josh, this is my school friend, Jenn. Jenn meet Josh, but I call him Mr Thighs. Just look at his legs." She giggled as she grabbed one of josh thighs and stroked it. He smirked widely. Perhaps he was a typical muscle bound boofhead "I could say something about your thighs too Sandy" I muttered as she stood almost next to me, I hoped she would hear it but no one else would. "Hi Josh, I wouldn't let her play with those thighs, you really don't know where her hands have been and you should be glad you don't." I knew that this was a weak comment but there was nothing I could think of that would let me score over that bitch Sandy. I bit my tongue hard then smiled at him "Come and sit here there's plenty of room Josh. Where did you meet Sandy anyway?" I wanted to get the guy off her, just for pure devilment, to make her look small as she was doing to me with her smart retorts. I knew it would be a great way of putting her down a branch or two on the tree: Before Josh could say anything Sandy answered for him, "He met me at the gym Jenn that's where people keep fit, you should go sometime." She giggled. I glowered at her "Where do you think I have been Sandy?" "I don't know, Josh will tell you I was working out. Do you have any guy who can say the same for you tonight?" Sandy smirked at me. I looked at Josh and the other two guys. All were taking an interest in the banter. At least the two guys seemed to sense this was more serious then just a friendly tease between two old schoolmates. Sandy giggled as if to show she knew she had scored another minor victory. And of course she had. Not only had she proved she had been exercising she underlined the fact that she had a guy and I didn't. I was mad enough to spit. Sandy looked round for a moment or two then stood up sliding her tits up against Josh's body and face. She pressed against him hard. Then she giggled "Guess I am not quite that big after all. I thought I could reach the control panel from here. Sorry Josh" "As if he minded" I snorted to myself "You just gave him a free feel. And not big enough bah! You just rubbed your udders all over him. You showed him how big you were there you bitch!" She turned the sauna's heat control above Josh's head on the wall. "You don't mind if I turn this up a notch or two do you Jenn?" She went to sit back down again once more very provocatively pressing her chest against Josh's head, "Oh gosh I'm falling Josh help me" He grabbed her ass and held her. Giggling she swayed then sat in his lap. "What a performance" I thought. "She has all the attention she wants." I shook my head disgustedly. "Hell sandy you might ask the other guys. But then you never do care about anyone else do you" saying this I turned to the other two men "Sorry guys you have to make allowances for her." I looked at Josh he was excited. He had copped a feel of Sandy 's butt as she got over him and now she was squirming in his lap. If he didn't have a hardon he had to be a eunuch. The other two guys were watching with amused faces. It seemed they were wondering how far Sandy and I would go in our efforts to outdo each other. "Damn bitch" I muttered "she is winning the race so far and -damn it- she and the whole room knows it too". Sandy looked around for a moment. She knew just as surely as I did that the guys were fully aware of the tension, they were waiting for some explosion. And both Sandy and I knew it was coming. Sandy seemed almost thoughtful for a moment longer as if preoccupied. She probably was too; the way she was squirming on Josh's lap, the way his hands were wandering over her tummy and shoulders. After almost a minute's silence she looked at the guys at the other end and said "Sorry guys" she said playfully- it was clear she wasn't apologising at all. " I'm guessing you guys like it as hot as I do." She giggled again and when the guys chuckled with her, smirked at me as if to say, "The ball is in your court bitch." Sauna Skirmish I was getting angrier and angrier. She had won that exchange and she was doing better then I was. She had Josh right where she wanted; she had the other guys liking her too. I hadn't paid them attention; I really hadn't been in the mood but that had changed. Nothing like a bit of competition to make me wake up. I looked at the guys " Oh yes Sandy is known for steamy scenes with a few guys." I knew which way they would take my comment but it could just as easily have meant nothing more then she liked a hot sauna. I smiled and mouthed "your serve " I glanced around. The guys were all smiling at me, they liked my retort. They knew the double meaning and knew I was fighting back. Sandy glared at me disgustedly. She was furious. I smirked at her. Then she gave a little false laugh "Well I can get that sort of attention Jenn." "Oh yeah? Steamy scenes with a few guys?" "Oh yeah I have had it and I can get it when I want!" I giggled. "Oh Sandy tell us something we don't know. " The two guys at the end of the pool smirked, one of them -the guy who had made that stupid remark about blubber keeping us afloat - was gazing at Sandy intently, he was mentally stripping her- I knew it, he had that look guys have at such times. Sandy reddened even more then before, she was furious. She glared at me as if she wanted to push my head through the wall. The guys were quiet; Josh was still, and gazing at me as if he had just realised he had backed the losing horse in the race. I am sure Sandy hadn't meant to say what she had. She had just admitted to being gang banged . And my comments had underlined it, made it seem as if everyone knew she had. Of course a slut like her probably had been. Many times. But no girl liked to admit it. It didn't do anything for one's reputation. I never had been. I idly wondered what it would be like. I was still horny. I looked round the sauna. The guys were on my side now! They were all smiling at me, even Josh. They knew I had won that exchange. I smirked at Sandy whispering "match point my favour, I think" I noticed the guys look back at Sandy with ravenous expressions. She retorted, " If you want we can leave you here so you can do one of your famous one woman steamy scenes." It was a pretty pathetic response, though it did suggest I was desperate for a good man. I looked round at the men. They looked back at me but only for a moment. They were feasting their eyes on Sandy still. "So you can go off with three men Sandy, oh my oh my. Are you that greedy?" I giggled. Again I had emphasised her gang bang reputation. Again I wondered what it would be like to have that much attention-"Three guys! Touching me, playing with my pussy, licking my nips, stroking my clit till I came" I had to bite my tongue to stop myself panting. She was even angrier then before. But so was I. We both knew the explosion would come any moment now. My blood felt like ice despite the heat of the sauna. I felt my body tense and my nips harden, I looked down and blushed for they were showing through the damp t-shirt. "Hmm you can't wait can you Jenn." Sandy cackled. "Just hope you have better luck then last time. Rumour has it you were caught um... mid production" She cackled witch like. She stood up. "Boys, Jenn and I want a private chat. " Once more I knew her heart was racing from her shallow breathing, from her panting, from her heaving chest. She was ready to fight me. "You don't mind leaving us I hope?" "Oh do we? And why is that? Why should they leave, are you going to be vile as only you know how Sandy?" My body was tense. I was ready to fly at this old enemy. "Shut it bitch!" I couldn't think of anything clever to say. She had turned the tables with her slur. I still didn't quite know what she meant. I was furious. She had been floundering in a mess she made for herself by that stupid remark. And then by her last smartass comment she left me bewildered. I knew she was aiming at something but didn't know what. But I knew she wanted a fight. That was why she wanted the guys out of the sauna. But I wanted an audience; I wanted people to see how I tore Sandy apart. I was so sure I could. I glared at her "Just one more word out of line and I shall make you so sorry you came in here." " Fine" she said in a low voice, through gritted teeth. "Get up slut." "Oh yes Sandy? And why should I?" I stood eyeing her. She really was just like me, brunette, plump about my height of 5ft 6 and similar weight- perhaps a few pounds lighter then my 151. She was solid and had a fair bit of muscle. But I knew I could take her if it came to that as it was about to. I called her bluff, stepping into the middle of the sauna and glaring at her. I hissed "What are you going to do bitch?" Instead of answering me, she launched another verbal attack "Masturbating in a sauna feel good does it Jenn? " "What the hell do you mean bitch? How dare you?" Our eyes locked and Sandy raised her voice, bracing herself against the attack she was sure I was about to launch on her. "That's right boys, this bitch was caught relieving herself on that very bench!" I was infuriated beyond mere rage "Liar! Apologise now!" I stepped toward her. "This is the first time I've been in this room." "So perhaps it was another sauna, a mere detail. The fact is you were caught masturbating in one of the saunas in this complex." The guys looked around. I heard one of them whisper "hey the fat slut just might have. Look at her. She almost looks the sort" I glared at him and turned back to Sandy. "That is not true Sandy I have never done that. You are a liar. You only said that cuz you were trying to get your own back after you admitted to being gang banged." Then it struck me. "Hey Sandy, did that happen here?" Sandy's face and neck reddened then turned purple. She screamed " Come on you fucking bitch". She couldn't contain her hatred any more .She stepped toward me, even as I moved toward her till we stood a pace of so apart in the deepest part of the sauna -you could almost swim in this part, it was up to my thighs. I slapped her face hard with both my hands - one on each cheek. "You bitch" she screamed, bending forward trying to tackle me. I saw the move and stepped back to avoid it. I wasn't quite successful and stumbled, stepping back further then I intended back into some shallow water -less then knee deep. I stood defensively, my heavy breasts swaying within the thin fabric of the t-shirt. Sandy reached for me, grabbing me as if in a hug, her arms round my back, her head resting on my shoulder as she tried to throw me down into the water. I raised my knee to her belly. It hit and she gasped in pain but the very success of my move made me unstable and hers succeeded too. We crashed into the water together. I struggled to free myself from her grasp in a desperate struggle in which both of us battled to be on top of the other. Sandy pushed my head down. She swore, gasping and groaning as she got on top of me. Under water, half swallowing and then spitting out a mouthful of water, I felt Sandy grab my head pushing me down. Suddenly terrified that the bitch would drown me I lashed out with my knee aiming at her belly. I felt it hit home and sink in that soft plushy organ. I already needed air in a hurry. My ears rang and throbbed. I succeeded in grabbing at her hands as I tried desperately to free myself. All I wanted to do then was get my head above the water and breath. I succeeded. For a few seconds all I could do was gulp in the hot steam laden air. I heard Sandy groan "oh fuck" from my knee in her belly. She swore and pushed her arms out to splay mine and she shoved her left leg over mine. She grunted as she tried to stay on top. The bitch had straddled me. She was kneeling; the water up to her midriff, pinning me down, she started to inch her way up my body. I knew, just knew that she hoped to pin my shoulders down and push me under water till I gave. I couldn't let her do that. But just then with her body inching up mine, I didn't have many options. I took a risky one. Stretching my arms out and back deeper into the water, I pulled Sandy 's along with me hoping she wouldn't give up her clutch on my wrists. I heard one of the guys yell out. "This is the clash of the Titans, two big bitches. Did someone say they were fighting over the last piece of cake?" he guffawed. I gritted my teeth even more at the comment then gulping air again I swung my head up struggling to slam the bitch with a head butt. My arms dragged hers down closer towards me. My headbutt hit her hard in her big tits. It felt like hitting a sponge. She grunted loudly as I kept trying to twist and turn struggling constantly to toss her off me. His friend retorted "No dude the jello girls are fighting cuz they hate each other. Look at them. Sandy 's gonna get Jenn!" Sandy yelled at me "I'll pulp you bitch" as she let go of my hands. I tried to headbutt her again but she shoved my head down back in the water. I just got it up again as she moved, shuffling her body another few inches up mine. I gulped air and jerked my head up trying for another headbutt. Again all I hit were her soft yielding tits. I could do no damage there. She growled and tried swinging her own head down to headbutt me. That failed- the stupid bitch should have realised that all she would hit would be my skull. From her cry of pain I was sure her face hurt more then my head. But even as I relaxed a trifle relishing my enemy's first failed move Sandy slipped another few inches up my body. The way she was going it was only a few moments before she had me where she wanted me. Breathless, weaker then I had ever been this early in a fight - the heat from the sauna was sapping my energy as surely as the steam made it harder to breathe, I slammed both my fists into Sandy's belly as hard as I could frantic to force her off me. She howled in pain and rolled off me, splashing into the water before she sat up breathing hard and holding her gut. She looked as tired as I was. The heat must have sapped both of us. She made to get back on me but it was too late. I was up on my knees, my arms out defensively. Sandy stayed sitting, her belly and breast heaving as she sucked in air. Just like me she was having trouble breathing in the steam, lying around relaxing was one thing, fighting something completely different. I moved in on her, my arms extended, seeking to grapple her, hoping to drag her down as she had done to me. I got my arms on her shoulders but the bitch bleated "No" and broke off, hastily standing up, almost stumbling over herself. I tried to change my move to a tackle but she slipped out of my grasp and just to infuriate me further kicked out and hit my shoulder. I felt my sodden t shirt rip slightly. I rolled and got to my feet. We stood about two paces from each other, both in knee deep water, both panting, glaring at each other, tired, bitterly determined to smash the other but waiting for the other to make the next move. The same guy who had sneered at us being titans now yelled out "A double cheeseburger and fries for the winner. What are you waiting for you big bitches? Go get the other" If we hadn't hated each other so much I am sure Sandy and I would have bashed him instead of one another. He was a boor. Not even his friend liked his comments. "Shut up, Matt, they are two hot women You'd never see some skimpy models fight like this. Their bones would snap like twigs." "You damn bitch," I growled, "you fucking damn bitch, why did I get into this? You taunted me, you went out of your way to mess with my mind." I pressed forward clutching Sandy by her sides, grabbing lumps of her ample flesh round her waist, digging my claws in as I tried to push her backward. My breasts pressed against hers as I grunted, my teeth bared as I struggled to get purchase on the sloping floor. I wanted to slam her back into the water as she had done to me. I needed to bring this fight to a close, I was tiring, for all I knew Sandy might have more staying power then me. "You're so damn strong bitch" Sandy hissed as she resisted my pushes. She stepped back and lashed out with her right fist at my tit. It stung. I needed to be more careful. She launched another punch; I angled my body away from her to try to avoid it. It still hit my side, but didn't do too much damage. Boxing was not my normal type of fighting, I was slower then most girls - I suppose because I was heavier, but my punches when they hit home packed power. As I took a third punch, again on my chest I realised Sandy was probably the same? Her blows were hurting! I responded with a piledriver to her chin. Sandy must have thought from the three unanswered punches that I was just being defensive. She left herself open to my blow and it hit hard. Her head snapped back. I followed with a punch to the belly. That hit hard, I cackled when I heard the whoosh of air rushing out of Sandy 's lungs. She dropped back several paces trading space for time. I followed but she rammed a punch at my tit and another at my flank. "Look at the bitches slug it out. Go Sandy! Beat her" Josh cheered his girl on. I resolved that if I won, I was going to steal him, give him a blowjob or something - and right in Sandy's' view. I closed on her again punching at her sides. She did the same for a moment and we slammed fists into each other for maybe half a minute. Both of us were tottering. Both tired, both had taken as well as given punishment. Sandy changed her tactics. She slapped her arms round me, her palms stinging my back. She pulled me close so I couldn't get the room I needed to make my punches effective .She grabbed at the flesh on my back, her nails digging deep, ripping my t-shirt more. She growled at me "Jenn you wanted this. Now suffer slut!" She pushed back against my body. I felt her weight on me. I wasn't used to fighting a woman my own size. She tried to wrestle me sideways as if to throw me in the water. "Yes I did want this bitch. I wanted to show you who is queen bitch. I have wanted this for so long bitch. You have been rude; you have insulted me, put me down so often. Now its gonna change." I spat in her face as I pushed at her again. I held her; my arms round her back as we wobbled, trying to stay upright but to hurl the other into the water. After a moment of heaving at each other, Sandy snaked her foot around and behind mine, and in a trick I had so often used myself, shoved hard. I stumbled tripped but didn't let go of the bitch. Over we went crashing into the water. Sandy was the first to recover; she had planned this move. She broke free of my grasp and tried to slam my head under water. I escaped her grasp. We thrashed our legs and kicked wildly in the water, creating a huge splash as we both tried to lock our legs around the other's body. We were squealing with rage and hate and pain as we rolled round trying to grapple the other. After a few moments of this I was exhausted, I had almost no air in my lungs. I knew I would be finished unless I had a respite. We found we had rolled into the deeper water- the thigh deep part of the sauna where we had started. I let go of Sandy and swam a few strokes away from her. She was surprised or perhaps equally exhausted and for a moment didn't follow me. I got to my feet and stood gasping for air in the hot sticky humid atmosphere. Sandy too got to her feet. I watched as she smoothed back her hair which had been plastered across her face. She really was a hot woman. I had to admit it. Josh was lucky- but I was going to beat her and steal him. She stood there, just as worn as I was, her sides, belly and breasts heaving as she too fought for oxygen. We circled each other slowly both of us trying to keep the other in the deep water, both of us unwilling to close on our enemy until we had recovered a bit. After a minute or so I felt a bit revived and waded forward in the -by then- knee deep water. I seized her by her sides, my hands locking onto her ample flanks, my nails digging into her swim suit trying to hurt as well as hold. I slammed my body forward. It was so good to feel Sandy lurch backwards a pace. But she soon recovered and again grabbed at my back. Once more I heard and felt my t-shirt rip. She heaved against me. I had been leaning forward, putting my weight against her, trying to force her down. But as she pushed back, I found myself upright, then almost bent back as I scrabbled on the floor for a firmer foothold. I put my right leg out behind me to brace my body and shoved as hard as I could. Slowly my strength told and I was first upright again then leaning forward and bearing down on Sandy. Again I spat at her, my spit landed in her open mouth. She stepped back "Yuck! You slut," she growled at me her teeth bared. Again she pushed forward and again her strength and weight made me stumble back till I braced myself. We were barely moving, but the exertion was wearing both of us. I felt and heard Sandy 's laboured, rasping breath and knew she was tiring as much if not more then I was. Both of us had heaving bellies and breasts, our hair was plastered on our heads and faces from sweat, steam and water. I dropped my shoulder, turning side on to push it into her chest. She grunted, she staggered back one pace, recovered, grabbing me ever more tightly and squeezing the flesh on my back, her nails ripping into my skin, opening stinging furrows. I squealed in pain and twisted the skin I held. She raised her leg defensively to stop me from kicking her. I stepped back to get better traction, pushed forward, and forced Sandy back. She almost stumbled and I made her take a step back, then another, then a third. Soon I was sure it would be over, she would fall into the water. I knew if I got her down I was all but sure to win. But the same was true for her. We battled to stay upright. It was a battle that I was winning. But then she seemed to recover a bit. She pushed me back a pace; I braced myself, lent forward and locked my shoulder against hers. She squealed as I forced her back another couple of paces. Again she seemed to recover, to brace herself, to stand firm. Try as I could, there was nothing it seemed I could do to push her back. It was going to be a long hard battle and one I was not sure I would win. I racked my brain for another tactic. We wobbled, pushing against each other. I summoned some strength from somewhere and pushed her. She dropped back a bit and turned almost side on. I thought she was going to lock her shoulder down, maybe headbutt me. I raised my knee trying to swing it into her belly. If I did that I would wind her. She raised her own knee defensively and mine hit her thigh heavily. She squealed, stumbled back and almost fell but just saved herself by clutching my back and digging her talon like nails in even deeper. I groaned in pain but knew I was but a few moments off destroying this slut. I paused for a second, gasping for air in the steam, before pressing on again. Sandy squealed as I pushed her back slowly relentlessly, our breasts and bellies pancaked together. Suddenly Sandy took her right hand from clutching my back and pinched my pussy though my sodden panties. I squealed in pain. She hissed in delight as I staggered back, my panties ripping completely so that she was left clutching a part of them. She threw it "Here Josh catch this. I'll have the bitch's hair for you too in a minute!" She went after me. Josh yelled his support, "You got her Sandy she's meat now! Finish the slut off!" I had been winning, I had her on the run, she was my meat but she had turned the tables in one foul underhand move. I squealed again as her cruel nails ripped into my now uncovered but still hairy pussy. I pushed her away with both hands. The boorish guy cackled "Looks like the cow wants to finger fuck the pig." Sauna Skirmish His friend turned to him "Matt its more like a claw fuck and if Sandy gets her claws where she wants, Jenn wont be fucking anyone for weeks. And that's just too bad cuz they are both hot bitches. God I want to fuck the winner! And so do you- admit it you devious bastard you've just been insulting them to get them more riled." "Yeah Ed, you know me too well dude." Matt smirked. Sandy attacked again, groping for my pussy hoping to claw it and make me submit to her. There was no way I would ever do that. I stumbled back. I retreated out of her reach. It was all or nothing now! She had her head down reaching for my cunt. I charged her, wading through the water as quickly as I could. I seized her hair, hauled her upright and kneed her in the gut. She squealed, in pain, in anger, in hatred. She staggered. She almost fell. She would have fallen completely had she not seized my already tatty t-shirt. It ripped in two. I slammed my fists into her tits. She fell backwards still holding my t-shirt which tore off me. Oh my fucking god:" Matt whistled " look at Jenn's tits. They are like melons, so full, so heavy" "And you said she was a fat bitch!" Ed reminded him. I didn't have time to accept what I hoped was a compliment. Sandy splashed into the water back first. I straddled her! This was the way it should be! I had her where she had had me in the beginning of the fight. I held her head down under water. The bitch found my tits. She clawed them. I squealed in pain. She twisted my tits digging her talons into the soft skin. I had to push her hands off me She sat up in the water. The guys whooped and I saw her swimsuit straps had snapped and her breasts too were jutting out uncovered just as mine were. She reached for my breasts again; they were already stained with red weals where Sandy had scraped the skin back. I couldn't stand the pain any longer and rolled off her and away. I knelt in the water up to my tits and rested gulping in air. I don't suppose this whole fight had lasted 10 minutes by this stage but I was more exhausted then in any fight I had ever been in. I knelt there panting and trying to recover my strength but the bitch across from me seemed unstoppable. She moved toward me, threw her arms round me and pushed me down. Once more we both splashed into the water, once more we thrashed round trying to get on top, this time I managed to get my legs round her waist and squeezed her tight in a scissors. We both struggled to keep our heads above water. I could feel my legs crushing the air out of her, if only, I thought, I could keep this pressure up. But the bitch moved in on me and bit my nose. She didn't let go. I felt the blood run out of my nostrils. There was but one thing for it. I took a huge breath and lurched backward, submerging my head. If she had taken as big a breath I was gone! But I managed to hold onto with the scissors and slam my fists into her gut. She stopped her bite. She had to breathe. I lifted my head above water, sucking air in and pivoted my body, throwing her back into the water, my legs still squeezing her belly. The bitch clawed at my already agonised tits and worked her body wriggling, turning, pushing at my legs till I let her go. She was weak though. The struggle had told on her. But it had told on me too. We knelt in the water a few feet apart. She hissed at me "Give up bitch!" "Never slut" I retorted shuffling forward and punching her in the head. She returned my punch. Both were weak, but both did damage. My head rang, and I knew Sandy would have a black eye the next day. We traded punches for maybe half a minute then I shuffled back getting to my feet. My body ached all over, far worse then when I got to the sauna. But it would, I knew, be worth it, if I could say I had beaten Sandy. Again I began to think what I would do when- for now I was that confident- Sandy gave. Sandy splashed water up and muttered "Come on Jenn" as she too got to her feet. Again we stood gulping air for a few seconds then I moved onto her, my breasts swaying as I waded as fast as I was able. She charged me as well and we met, a mass of slapping hands, our bodies pressed against each other. I pushed hard, staggered back a pace, and pushed again. Sandy dropped back a pace then a second then a third, I brought my knee up into her side she moaned in pain and staggered back a few more. I stopped, regathered my strength, pushed forward and as I had done so often in the past and as she had done to me earlier, snaked my foot around and behind hers. She fell crashing into the water with a resounding splash. I straddled her in the shallow water and bounced up and down on her belly a few times, each time drawing a moan from my foe. She tried to claw my tits. I pushed her hand away and grabbed her head forcing it under water. She thrashed around, twisting, kicking her legs in the water, splashing heavily, trying again to claw my pussy, She succeeded and I let go of her head. She took a gulp of air but I pushed her chin down again with my right hand and with my left dealt with her clawing hand. Her head underwater, one of her hands trapped by mine, her other vainly groping for my tits, she blew bubbles of air. "Let her go Jenn, she's had it" Matt cried, "You don't want to drown the bitch." I looked at him, nodded and took my hand from her chin. Sandy 's head broke water. "Give up bitch" I demanded. "Yes Jenn" she murmured. I stepped out of the sauna Water ran off my body, I ran my fingers through my hair, pulling it back. I locked eyes with Josh, there was no way I wanted him to go to Sandy's help. Just to make sure I stood with my legs apart, and stroked my breasts. I saw him look at them, and look back at my eyes. I thought if he hadn't been so preppy he would have licked his lips. As it was he smiled. - I knew I had him! I walked over to him, rolling my hips. "Ok boys you've seen us. You've seen me thrash Sandy, so you know who the better woman is. Give me five Josh." He did so, we high fived each other. I smiled. He winked, we high fived again. I turned to the other guys and high fived them too. "Now you two- Matt and Ed -get rid of that trash.' I pointed to Sandy still half-lying, half sitting in the sauna pool. I watched as the two guys strode over to Sandy heaving her up, one with his hands under her armpits one holding her feet and carried her out of the sauna squawking all the time. As she left I put my arm round Josh's neck and kissed him soundly on the lips. . When I had stepped out of the sauna for the first time it struck me that I was naked amid three guys. I had known that before but it hadn't really registered. It did then. And I was still as horny as I had been early in the morning when I had that argument with Will- probably more so. Sure I was sore- but probably in no more pain then any college footballer after a hard match and they would probably have more bruises then me, water is a lot softer to fall in then the turf. And I knew- hell we all know- just how randy those brainless jocks are after a game. That's why there are no virgin cheerleaders. "Hey guys where are you going?" I called after them concerned they seemed to be taking too long, wondering if they were getting a quick feel of Sandy "When you throw out the trash you Don't stay with it do you?" I could see my talking and acting like this might lead to a gang bang with these guys- just like Sandy had admitted to having. I wasn't at all sure I knew I wanted this. But I knew, I just completely and utterly knew what I didn't want- Sandy to get any attention. She had challenged me She had lost. She was out of it. I didn't want that bitch to get anything. Looking back, and looking logically I know that the only sure way for that to happen was if I took on all the guys. But hindsight is a wonderful thing. Right then I was only thinking about making sure that bitch knew she was trash. Josh chuckled "You are a bad woman." .He pulled me closer to him. "Oh yeah! You better believe it." I giggled as he ran his free hand up and down my side. But his attention made me think "Am I willing to fuck all three guys? And fucking is what it really" Josh slapped my ass lightly. "Hey what was that all about?" "Well bad girls need to be punished" "Heck! Sandy punished me enough!" "Oh no you beat her. You punished her more!" "So winners are winners. And winners don't need to be punished! And winners get the prize" I ran my hand over his chest. He kissed me and I felt his erection pressing against the pit of my stomach. This was fun, I was sure I had stolen Sandy 's guy. "But what" I thought "am I gonna do now? Yeah I'm as horny as a cat in heat but I can't fuck Josh here, what would I do if the other guys come in too. And they will. I told them to. I know they'll be back, people like winners and I won. And anyway I don't want a quickie, I need a proper fuck." I looked around as Josh held me closer his body pressing against mine. T smiled as Ed came back in. "Err where is Matt?" "He'll be back soon. Anyway why?" Ed came up to me and kissed me, brushing his hand down my flank. "Who cares where Mat t is? Ed kissed me again. All this attention was just making me hornier, I was beginning to get breathless again, and this time it wasn't the fight. "You want more company, more attention, you are a bad girl! He slapped my ass so hard I jumped a bit. "Hey stop that!" "But its all fun and you're having fun with us! And you are a bad girl I heard you admit it." He patted me, Josh squeezed me to him. "Slapping me hard like that is not fun; I am sore - stiff and sore from the fight. Don't do it again!" I glared at him determined that whatever happened that night it would be me in control "Yeah I guess." He wasn't happy. I had to do something about that. I didn't want to be badmouthed. I wanted these guys telling everyone not only that I had beaten Sandy but how I had done it. I wanted them singing my praises, so Sandy would hear and know that I was indeed top bitch. I wanted all the South side to know so those sneering cheerleaders who ground my nose in what Sandy had said about me would grind her nose in her defeat. I leaned forward, still with Josh's arm round my waist and kissed Ed, sliding one arm around his neck and drawing him closer to me. "Thanks Ed, I knew you'd understand. It's just that I really did cop some punishment from Sandy. I'm going to have bruises all over me tomorrow. I really am sore." I kissed him again. "I'm sure you're a gentleman, even if I am no lady." I giggled " He smiled and hugged me tightly. "Yeah babe, no lady would be naked here with Josh and me holding her. But then no lady would fight like you did." I began to feel almost as if Josh and he were in a tug of war and I was the rope. But it was a great feeling, I was wanted, I was the centre of attraction. I was getting hotter and hornier by the second. But I needed to be in control too. I wasn't sure I wanted too much of this, "where would it end?" I thought. I looked from one guy to the other "What are you saying about me?" "Ed is saying what I said earlier; you're a bad girl. But I don't mind, you know what they say about good and bad girls. The good go to heaven the bad have fun." He bent and stroked rather then squeezed my left breast. I shivered, it felt so good! But I pushed away, they were moving too quickly, and damn it, I was not doing the moving. "Hey you Josh" If I let them have their way I'd be on my back any second and I was still fighting the idea of a gang bang. I knew if Sandy had done it, then so could I, whether I wanted to be a slut like her was another question. Josh smiled," Hey hon you're hot, so much hotter then Sandy " He slid his hand round my waist. "And you know it Don't' you? You know you're the centre of attention, and that's where you want to be." He kissed me again, this time his tongue probed, licking my lips. "You wanted all three of us, didn't you?" I gasped and stepped back out of his embrace "Well, not that way, don't bank on it. Maybe. Maybe not. The thing is, it is my decision, not yours." I stood back from the boys thinking "If I don't stop them now Ill have no choice and no chance. They will be fucking me in a few seconds. I don't know I want this. Sure I am hot but hell these guys will blab and the world will know. I'll be branded a slut. ...But, hell I am so horny, often am after a fight." I shivered again and looked at the guys muttering under my breath. "If, and it still an if, there was going to be a gang bang it was going to be my way. " He smiled "Well what way did you want us Jenn?" I giggled. "Don't ask! This isn't sale of the century" I really didn't have an answer to his question. And from the smirk on his face Josh knew it. "You're right there its WWE and its Raw. And we just had the title match. And babe you won." Josh chuckled at his own joke " And I reckon you'd kick ass there just like you did here. Those playboy babes wouldn't stand a chance" Ed added. I looked at him; he had been quiet for a few minutes. "What have you been up to?" "Never you mind, like you said its not sale of the century. But babe you can kick ass. And you were so hot doing so." he stepped up to me and kissed me and almost stumbling, so that I had to hold him or he would have fallen. He grabbed me round the waist pulled me tight and all but ground my pussy. "You staged that you...' He chuckled "I sure did and you're not letting go are you Jenn, you are such a bad girl and God, I do like it when girls go bad ". He pinched my ass. I roared with laughter, he was such an impudent brat. Reaching down, I ran my hand over his crotch, feeling his hard cock, "And babe, when I want to be I can be as bad as they come." Giving his cock a squeeze, I stepped away." "What's this you're saying has Jenn been doing more bad things" Matt came back in carrying a tray of bottles, glasses and some stuff I couldn't see well. "Oh I see you haven't been wasting time Ed, got yourself a nice feel up?" "Well so has Josh. She can say what she likes but Jenn is one hot babe who is not one bit bashful" "Oh yeah and what do you like to say Jenn?" Matt looked across at me as he put the tray down "Nothing much, I believe in deeds not words. After all talk is cheap. And for that matter all you guys have done is talk. I can see you've got some drinks there. I hope that's to celebrate my victory. Well then let's get down to it. Deeds not words, guys! Pour me a glass." Matt smiled "Well you're not backward in coming forward. But before we have a drink I think you deserve a lap of honour." "Err" I was puzzled. Then he and Ed came forward and hoisted me up, grabbing hold of me by the waist and thighs. Josh got the idea and came in too. Suddenly there were hands all over me, but mainly on my breasts and tummy. I tried to resist by kicking but was giggling too much to make any useful move. Within a few seconds Ed and Matt had me up one leg on one of Matts shoulders the other on Ed' s shoulders. "Guys put me down, this is serious what happens if I fall. Hey" I giggled "Stop tickling me" I swayed still giggling "Guys! Please you're wobbling a lot what if I fall... err boys put me down please. . Guess you've had a bit to drink? "Oh Jenn you won't fall we will look after you." They started to walk around the room. I squawked "Put me down guys" but to stabilise myself I had to clutch onto their heads. I sighed there wasn't much I could do, so I might as well go with the flow, after all it was sort fun and holding a fist of their hair in each hand, I wasn't going to fall unless they tripped. Matt looked up. "Don't worry Hun, we got you, not gonna drop the victory girl, or you might kick our asses too" All three guys continued holding me up and began chanting my name. As they balanced me someone's finger slid across my clit. I shook, almost lost my grip on the guys heads. "Oh shit! I gasped and thought, "Did I feel that? Oh fuck! Again!" The finger probed for a second this time "Oh my! It felt good. But I don't know. And I do know if I do let them fuck its gotta be my rules. I won and they need to know that." I slapped my hands on Ed and Matt's head speaking loudly "Yeah you guys had better be careful! I might just do that. You had better be careful or you'll end like Sandy! Out cold too. I giggled; it was hard to sound serious to sound like the queen bitch I wanted them to know I was when I was in such shaky position. Josh turned round and looked up at me from between my thighs, spread open as Matt and Ed held one each of my legs. He smiled and said "please don't kick our assess, we will make it worth your while" I blushed, my pussy was on display and he was staring right at it. I had to seem tougher "Oh yeah? And how you gonna do that! err please put me down, you're making me sway a lot up here.! Guys do it now! Put me down! "Ok you're the boss" Matt agreed and the guys let me down quickly, too quickly, they almost slammed me on one of the couches. They all stood back peering at me. "Hey what are you guys talking about down there?" Matt smiled "talking about who's gonna fuck you first " "Arguing amongst ourselves" Ed added. I shivered hotly; it looked as if I was going to be the centrepiece in an orgy. It wasn't a question of whether it would happen any more, it was who was first. "Oh uh? Don't I have a say in it?" I looked around suddenly scared thinking "Did I really want this? How could I get out of it, yeah maybe I could bolt for the door but I'm naked, I'd need to get dressed. The guys would say I'm a tease, I don't need that reputation! But then I don't need a slut's reputation either But three guys ...pleasuring me ...doing as I tell them, Queen bitch" I sighed loudly, shivered again and glanced down at my body, my nipples poked out. I made my mind up! It was going to be my way! "Stop arguing." I walked to Josh kissed him hard on the lips and slid my hands down his shorts, pulling them down. I chose him because he was the only guy who hadn't said anything in that last exchange. It wasn't him that was telling me who I was gonna fuck first. As I thought he was hard. And there was another reason why I was going to take him first- to prove myself better then Sandy- when I was finished he wouldn't want to see her again. I squeezed his shaft. He groaned. I squeezed it again and he pushed me, his hands on my tits squeezing and rubbing them. "Hey you just saw me take that big bitch Sandy on! You don't want to fight me do you?" He slid his hands down grasping my hips "Fight? You feel like fighting me? Nah I loved watching you take that bitch apart" He bit my neck I giggled but suddenly turned serious "Oh oh no biting! No hickeys what will they say at work tomorrow?" I pulled him close and pushed him a little so he swayed, as my eyes darted over to the other two guys. Josh smiled again "What the hell do you care?" He bit and sucked on my neck again, deeper this time. "You are such a hot brawling bitch" "Oh oh ohh" I slapped his face, not hard but I hope hard enough to tell him not to do it anymore. I felt his body pressing against mine, pancaking my breasts, that hurt a bit and I needed him to back off. Josh's eyes widened at my slap. He slid his hands slide around and gently squeezed my butt as his mouth moved over mine. He seemed a little subdued, chastened even. Exactly the way I wanted him. "Come on Jenn...you know you were turning me on fighting that big bitch." He kissed me; his tongue probed my lips. I broke this kiss. He needed to learn his lesson- my way or the highway. "Is that any way to talk about Sandy. After all she brought you here. You were with her" He blushed..."Don't act all surprised. Isn't that what you called her? And that is what you want us to call her. You made us all hot. And don't tell me you aren't hot yourself right now" He sounded almost humble. I smiled at him. He kissed me.