0 comments/ 8180 views/ 0 favorites The Rematch By: cdupuy After Debra totally destroyed Steve I had some reservations about a rematch. That match was really about showing an arrogant jerk that he was not as tough as he thought. Our first match was exciting, erotic, and competitive and the fact that Debra was so much fun I guess I had to get with her again. Add to that I had recently discovered something that might just give me a little edge. So I made the call The next day I called Debra and after she answered I said so how about a rematch? Her response was I sure I wanted one? After all as she showed with Steve since we wrestled she added muscle in all parts of her body. My response was after that match I went on a weight lifting routine and added some muscle myself. Debra chuckled and said you had the muscle over me the last time. Your problem was the other area I had great muscles and I increased them more for the match with Steve. I told her I realized that, but I had discovered something new that would help me in that area. Like what? Debra asked. I told her about a friend of mine that had discovered a clinic that could give you a shot that would give any man, regardless of age, an erection like a 16 year old. On top of that it would last an hour and a half. Debra said she did not believe it. I said answer my challenge and see for yourself. The match was on. The Match We agreed to hold this match at her club and use the ring. We also agreed to allow any of her members that wanted to attend. I really was friends with everyone in the club anyway. Debra and I entered the ring both wearing robes. She was the first to disrobe. I was stunned at the amount of definition in both her arms and legs, but it was her muscle I could not see that concerned me. I had taken my special shot and as I took off my robe everyone including Debra gasped. While my normal hard on was not bad, this erection looked like solid steel. More to the point it felt like solid steel. We circled and Debra made the first move towards me. I side stepped her and got her right arm in an arm lock and twisted behind her back. I increased the pressure and drove her to her knees and eventually flat on her stomach. I took my free arm and placed it under her chin to secure a camel clutch and released the arm lock to put both hands into the hold. I asked if Debra wanted to submit and when she said no I increased the hold by pulling her back into it. Debra struggled but knew there was no escape and submitted. I released and flipped her on her back and before she could react drove my steel dick hard into her inviting pussy. The angle of my attack allowed me to have an up and down motion on her sensitive clit. This sudden move had taken Debra by surprise and instead of her milking me she was moaning and moving with my thrusts. I wrapped my arms around her and came in and out enough that she screamed a huge orgasm that appeared to completely drain her. I pulled out and came on her stomach. The room was silent. Every one of her members were shocked with their mouths open. This was something that had never happened before. Everyone, including myself, knew that no one had ever caused Debra to have a forced orgasm by directly fucking with their dick. It was just impossible as her unbelievable control of her vagina just always won. Debra was on her side still moaning from what had been a huge orgasm. Score Debra 0 Chuck 13 We took our time out and I went to Debra's corner to see if she was alright and she said she was fine. She told me I had gotten lucky and the next fall she would own me. We started the next fall Debra wasted no time in carrying out her statement. She charged me low and hit me hard in my gut. The impact not only put me on my back but completely winded me. Instead of putting me in her reverse head scissors Debra positioned behind me and grabbed my wrists. She then placed her feet on my shoulders and pulled back my arms as she pushed her feet on my shoulders. The pain was unbearable and in a matter of seconds I screamed my submission. Debra then quickly dove on top of me and put me in her reverse head scissors. She secured the hold and then deep throated my steel flag pole. I groaned no not that, knowing that it would only a matter of time before she had me. Her deep Throat action caused me to uncontrollably move my hips in action with her and I erupted with a huge orgasm At that point she squeezed the head scissors to the point that I was on the verge of passing out and at the last minute I slapped the mat signaling my submission. Debra then sat on my face and with a few back and forth motions achieved her own orgasm. Her fellow club members roared their approval and as I rolled on my side to try and regain my composure I could see that our action had caused several to create their own action. I was drained and needed the 10 minute break. Score Debra 16 Chuck 13. As we approached each other for the final fall Debra suggested that we end this fall when one of us totally gave up and conceded the match. I agreed and we shook hands. We circled for our final fall. I grabbed Debra's right arm and in a move that completely took me off guard she twisted her hand to grab my forearm and placed her other hand on my forearm and swung me into the end post in the corner of the ring. Before I knew what was going on she slammed into my gut and brought me to my knees. Her fans roared give it to him. Debra then trapped me in a standing head scissors and poured on the pressure. I attempted to pull her legs apart, but they were like a steel vice. I submitted and she released the hold. As Debra backed up I grabbed her legs and caused her to crash into the mat. She was startled and I took the opportunity to dive on top and put her in a grapevine. Now it was my turn to put on the pressure. I spread her long legs to the limit and she had to submit, but as I released the hold she thrust up her hips and drove my still hard dick into her pussy. She then wrapped her legs around mine, pulled me into her breast and the fuck fight was on. I was determined not to lose and I drove my member deep into her. For her part every thrust was met with her hips and the constant contraction of her inner walls. I was slowly losing, but she was also starting to give signs of losing by her moans of pleasure. I looked at the other members of her club and almost all were naked and either masturbating or fucking one another. The intensity of Debra's motions, both from the hip thrusts to the milking action had me on the edge and as a last resort I began kissing her neck. She said no and just as I started my forced eruption she screamed a huge orgasm. We both rocked uncontrollably for what seemed like minutes and then collapsed. I rolled off Debra and laid on my back breathing heavily. Debra was in the same position. The audience was stunned, but frankly drained from their activities. Both Debra and I got to our feet and look at each other and nodded the match was over. In the final match we each got a submission but came together at the same time. The final score was Debra 24 Chuck 21. The Rematch: Sarah vs Paula Hi readers, This is the eleventh instalment in this series. Previous story: 10. Wendy vs Jadzia. Hope you enjoy it, MELD. ***************************************************** For about ten minutes, the three of them sat in silence. None of them seemed to know how to start off this 'little chat'. Eventually it was Paula who spoke first, turning to Sarah and asking her a question. "How long have you been at The Society?" "A few months," the little blonde shrugged, nervously adjusting her glasses. "And what about you?" Paula asked, turning to her daughter who was looking down at the floor. "It was my debut last night," said Wendy quietly, not looking up. "Oh I see, and who talked you into that?" "No one Mum, I want...." Just then, the doorbell rang. "Ahh, our guest is here," Paula smiled, getting up off the armchair. As she left the room, the two girls looked at each other anxiously. Hearing Paula invite the visitor in, they looked towards the door. Their jaws almost hit the floor when Saskia walked into the room, the smile instantly disappearing from her face as her gaze fell on the two girls. With a sudden realisation of what was about to happen, the blonde's insides felt like they were going to turn to water. "Why don't you sit down Saskia?" said Paula, sitting back down and folding her arms. "Erm...okay." Sitting down next to the two girls on the sofa, she looked down at the floor, nervously biting her lip. "Dear oh dear," Paula laughed, "You all look like you're waiting outside the headmistress' office." "What did you invite me here for?" the blonde asked, even though she had pretty good idea what it was about. "Well, I thought there might be a few things you'd like to tell me Saskia, like how long you had known my daughter and her girlfriend before we had our little reunion." "I don't know, a few weeks maybe," she shrugged nervously. "How did you meet?" "I met Sarah online, we arranged to meet up for a fight at my office and she brought Wendy with her." "Oh right, and who won this little 'office tussle' then?" the brunette smirked. "I did," replied Sarah, looking straight into Paula's eyes; she then looked over at Saskia, her head bowed looking down at her lap, still nervously biting her lip. "Hmm, and what were you doing while all this was going on?" Paula asked, turning to Wendy again. "Nothing, I......I just watched," the big redhead replied, feeling her stomach starting to churn as she remembered that day in the office, the two of them giggling as Saskia wriggled helplessly beneath them. For a moment Paula sat looking at the three women, all of them looking very pensive. Her gaze eventually settled on Sarah, the little blonde's pretty bright blue eyes burning into her from behind her glasses, 'Well well,' the brunette thought, 'So you beat Saskia did you? Very impressive.' "So, come on then Saskia, tell me how these two ended up on Lady Patricia's roster," she said, turning her attention back to her embarrassed lover. Taking a deep breath, the blonde began to explain. "A short while after our first meeting, I emailed Sarah and asked her if she would meet up with me to discuss a proposition; she agreed, so I met her and Wendy at the pub down the road from here, then I took them to Boxten to watch one of the events, It was only then I worked out who Wendy was after Patricia mentioned she reminded her of you." "But you didn't think to mention it that day we met in The Gardens?" the brunette asked sternly. "I'm sorry.....I didn't know what to do, you were the last person I thought I would have bumped into after nearly twenty years," said Saskia, a panicked tone in her voice. "Mum, stop it!" Wendy snapped, "It was our choice to join The Society, Saskia didn't force us, anyway, why are you having a go at us, you used to compete there yourself!" "That was different," Paula sighed. "How?" the big redhead asked, fixing her Mum with a steely gaze. "Because....because it just was, alright!" "I just can't see what your problem is, we're just doing what you did when you were younger and you were married with a child at the time," Wendy huffed. "Why do you think I gave it up?" said Paula. "Didn't Dad ever ask where you were going?" "He wasn't even bothered love, he didn't know or care where I was, I just told him I was staying over at a friend's place. On the nights I was away, he would look after you; then when I was at home, he would drive up to Sheffield to see that little tart he thought I didn't know about. After a couple of years, we decided to get rid of all the other distractions in our lives and try and make it work, if not for ourselves then for you." "Huh, yeah and that went well didn't it!" the big redhead scoffed. "That's not fair Wendy, we might have argued a lot, but we did try," Paula sighed, "but by the time you were seventeen we just couldn't do it anymore, besides, your Dad had met Charlotte by then and he wanted to move to London to be with her." "Sorry Mum," said Wendy softly, seeing the hurt in her Mum's eyes, "I didn't mean that." "That's okay love, anyway we're drifting from the point," said Paula, standing up, going over to the drinks cabinet and reaching for a bottle of gin and four glasses "But what is your point though Mum?" "I'm trying to warn you that if you spend too much time at The Society, it will eventually force you and Sarah apart." "No, I will never allow that to happen," said Sarah, turning to Wendy and squeezing her hand, "I love her." "I don't doubt that for a minute," said Paula, pouring the drinks, "but having that level of intimacy with so many other girls is bound to put a strain on your relationship, especially with both of you competing." "Well it hasn't up to now," said the little blonde, giving Paula an icy look. "Okay, let's ask our hardened veteran here," the brunette smiled, turning to Saskia and handing her a drink, "how many years have you been at The Society?" "About 22 years," she replied quietly, taking a sip from her glass. "And in all that time, how many long term relationships have you had?" "Do I really have to answer that?" the blonde stormed, her steel grey eyes widening. "Sorry, I didn't mean to upset you; I was just trying to make a point." "Alright fine," Saskia sighed, "if you must know, no, I haven't ever had a long term relationship, but you can't say that's all down to me being a sexfighter, I spent a lot of my time on my studying and then later on my career." "Hmm, I know you can't put all the blame on that, but it couldn't have helped," said Paula, taking a sip from her glass. "Well, come on then Mum," said Wendy, picking up the schedule card, "how many times did you and Saskia face each other?" "Four, all draws," the brunette replied. "And you met up again a couple of months ago after nearly twenty years?" "That's right." "So, what, you two are now friends, or is it more than that?" The two older women looked at each other uneasily before Paula turned to her daughter. "We're together," she said quietly, nodding. "Oh very cosy," said Wendy sarcastically, "So that's who Ted saw you dropping off then, my Mum?" "Yes," said Saskia, swallowing hard. Once again, they sat in an uneasy silence sipping their drinks, except for Wendy who knocked hers straight back. "Please Wendy, say something," her Mum pleaded. "I think I'll have another," the big girl sighed, stomping over to the cabinet and pouring a large measure into her glass, "would you like another babe?" "Not yet baby," replied Sarah, shifting uncomfortably in her seat. "Maybe I should go," said Saskia. "Oh no, please don't leave on my account!" Wendy sniped, "come on Sarah, let's go upstairs." Knocking back her glass and coughing, she stormed off upstairs, quickly followed by the little blonde. Slumping down on the edge of her bed, she put her head in her hands. "Come on baby," said Sarah, putting her arm round her lover, "is it really that bad?" "Yes, of course it is! My Mum has been sleeping with fucking Saskia! Not to mention the previous between them!" Wendy shrieked. "But if she makes your Mum happy, isn't that what's important?" After a long pause the big redhead shrugged. "I suppose so," she sighed, "it's just come as a bit of a shock that's all, I didn't even know she liked women that way." "Come on," said Sarah, feeling her insides wince, "let's get back downstairs." Coming back downstairs and entering the lounge, they found the two older women sitting together on the sofa, with Saskia looking like she had been crying. "Sorry Mum, I was being selfish." "It's okay love," Paula smiled, looking at her daughter and then rolling her eyes in the direction of Saskia. "Sorry Saskia," said Wendy, letting out a long sigh. "It's alright Wendy," the blonde said, wiping her eyes, "I should imagine this is a bit much for you to take in." "It's alright, I'm sure I'll get used to it," she smiled, pouring yet another drink, "anyone else?" "Yeah, pass it round love," said Paula, holding out her and Saskia's glass. "So, what happens next?" asked Wendy, "do I have to consider you my step Mummy now?" she smirked. "Erm, no" the blonde smiled, "I don't think me and your Mum have thought that far ahead yet." "No, we bloody haven't!" Paula laughed, playfully tapping her daughter's backside, "bloody step Mummy, you daft sod!" With the drink beginning to flow, the tension seemed to drain out of the room. Wendy sat in the armchair with Sarah perched on her knee, whilst her Mum sat on the sofa with Saskia lying across her lap, the brunette gently stroking her hair. As the four of them became more relaxed, they recounted tales of their exploits at The Society. "So you got a draw then?" said Paula, smiling at her daughter. "Hmm," Wendy sighed, "vicious little Polish bitch." "Well at least you did better than me love, I lost my debut 3-0." "Who was that against?" "Gillian...I can't think of her last name, anyway she was a tall ginger haired girl, covered in freckles." "Oh I remember her," said Saskia, "Stokes...Gillian Stokes, I fought her once." "Did you win?" "Yes, 2-1 as I remember." "When did you and my Mum first go against each other?" asked Wendy. "Oooh God, it was about November 93 wasn't it?" "October or November," Paula smiled, giggling. "What?" "I was just remembering, you were a right cocky little sod back then, you used to come strutting out on to the mat wearing a pair of wrap around shades." "Oh my God!" Wendy shrieked, the two girls in fits of laughter. "Yeah yeah, alright," the blonde smiled, grabbing a cushion and throwing it at the pair. "Hmm, I think you used to like playing the villain didn't you?" said Paula, giving her a peck on the lips, "How old were you then?" "Erm...about 20 or 21, I know I was still at Uni." "So you two were bitter rivals back then, were you?" asked Sarah. "Well I think it's fair to say we had a pretty healthy dislike for each other," said Paula, smiling down at her former adversary. "Erm...yeah I'd go along with that," Saskia giggled, sticking her tongue out. "I don't really think I've got an arch enemy," said Sarah. "Huh, trust me, you'll get one eventually," warned Saskia, taking a large swig from her glass. "What about Bronwyn?" you and her aren't exactly best mates are you," Wendy smirked. "That's true; I know she keeps asking Patricia to put her up against me again." "I think she's going to put her against Hannah next," said Saskia. "Any idea who my next opponent is?" the little blonde asked hopefully. "No." "You wouldn't tell me if you knew would you?" "Nope." "Bitch," Sarah smiled, shaking her head. "Honestly Sarah, I don't know." "Yeah okay, I believe you." "Bugger, we're out of gin," Wendy groaned, holding up the empty bottle. "Well go and get some more then," said Paula, "you got paid last night didn't you, moneybags?" "Alright fine, I'll go the shop, anyone else fancy a walk?" "Yeah, I'll come with you," said Saskia, getting up from the sofa, "I could do with a bit of fresh air." "Erm, okay," Wendy shrugged, a little surprised. Hearing the front door close, Paula and Sarah looked at each other pensively. "So, how many fights have you had so far?" "Five, all wins," the little blonde replied, "including a no limit match against Belle." "What?" the brunette gasped, her eyes widening, "you beat Belle, in a no limit match?" "Yep, she retired a few days later." "I don't believe it!" "Ask those two when they get back, they were there," shrugged Sarah, emptying her glass. Paula sat back, smiled and shook her head in disbelief 'My my, you certainly have learned a lot haven't you?' she thought to herself as she studied the young girl, dressed in her trademark 50's style dress and little frilly socks, but with black stilettos instead of her usual white pumps. How on earth this skinny, sweet looking girl had managed to defeat a giant like Belle, not to mention all the other girls she had beaten, including Saskia, was a complete mystery to her. One thing she was sure of though was that Sarah was not the same fighter she had challenged that sunny afternoon just a few short months ago; if she did challenge her again, she knew this was going to be a much closer contest. Taking a deep breath, she decided to test the water. "Do you ever think about our little confrontation?" the brunette asked. "Sometimes, why?" "Well I was just thinking, up to now, I'm the only woman who's beaten you aren't I?" "Yes, and?" said Sarah warily, having a pretty good idea where the conversation was leading. "Well, I bet that just eats away at you doesn't it?" the brunette purred, folding her arms and smiling at her. "Forget it Paula, you're not going to get me to bite," Sarah hissed, glaring at the older woman. "No?" "No, we did it once and I don't want to do it again." "What's the matter Sarah, scared I'll get the better of you again?" "I told you, there's no way you could beat me twice!" the little blonde scowled, feeling a mixture of rage and lust building within her. "Well I can't if you won't face me," Paula teased, a smug grin on her face. "They'll be back in a minute," said Sarah, trying to change the subject. "I didn't mean right now, I meant sometime soon, but if you think you're not up to it..." "It's got nothing to do with that!" "Oh right, if you say so Sarah." "For God's sake Paula, don't you feel any guilt over what we did behind Wendy's back; and what about Saskia?" "What about her?" Paula shrugged. "Well you've only been together a couple of months and now you want us to cheat on both of them!" "Do you really regard it as cheating?" "Yes I do, and I'm not going behind Wendy's back again," the little blonde said sternly. "Okay, so we don't do it behind their backs, we do it right in front of them," said Paula calmly. "WHAT?" shrieked Sarah, "you must be joking?" "Why, I don't think Saskia would have a problem with it," the brunette smiled. "Huh, I'm fuckin' sure she wouldn't! I was thinking more about Wendy," the young girl sighed. "Hmm, I think you might be surprised, let her get a few more drinks down her neck and she'll be more receptive to the idea than you might think." Just then, Wendy and Saskia came through the front door. "Bloody hell, it's nippy out there, come on small stuff, out of my seat," Wendy smiled at the little blonde. "Fuck sake," Sarah tutted, letting Wendy sit back in the armchair and perching back on her knee. "What have you two been chatting about then?" Saskia asked as she refilled their glasses. "Sarah was just telling me she beat Belle and forced her into retirement," said Paula, looking over at the young blonde and smiling. "Oh God yeh, that was brilliant," said Wendy, smiling up at her lover and giving her thigh a gentle squeeze. "I don't think I forced her into retirement, I think she was going to retire anyway." "Well whether you did or not, it was still amazing, when you fucked her in front of the fireplace, she screamed like a bitch." "I couldn't believe it," said Saskia, "by the time she'd finished with her, she was just a moaning wreck." "Hmm, I took her bikini bottoms and one of her ribbons as trophies, I've got the ribbon tied to my mirror," the little blonde smiled proudly. "So nobody's beaten you yet then, Sarah?" Paula smiled. "No," she replied, giving the brunette a stern look. "It's bound to happen one day, a girl will come along that you won't be able to handle," said Saskia taking a sip from her glass. "Yeah well, you or any of the other members haven't managed to find her yet." said Sarah, twirling one of Wendy's plaits round her finger. "When was your last fight then Sarah?" asked Paula. "A few weeks ago, the one against Belle." "So you'll be a little out of practice then? Well, apart from toying with Wendy." "A little maybe," shrugged the little blonde, why do you ask?" "Well I was just thinking; how would you like a bit of a change?" Paula smiled wickedly. "Hmm, what a good idea," Saskia purred, reading Paula's mind. Sarah felt her stomach churn as the two older women sat there smiling at her; turning to Wendy, she was amazed to find she had the same lustful expression on her face. "Wend, could I have a word with you in private please?" she asked, getting up off her knee and stepping out into the hallway. "Sure," the big redhead shrugged getting up and following her. "Close the door." Making sure the door was closed, Wendy turned to her anxious lover. "What's up?" "What's up? Fuck sake Wend, how pissed are you? You do realise what your Mum's suggesting don't you?" Sarah asked, exasperated. "Yeah, course I do." "And you're not bothered?" "Well to be honest, me and Saskia were talking about it when we went to the shop; how we'd both like to see it." "But it's your Mum!" "I know, but that's what makes it weirdly more exciting, especially now I know she used to be a fighter herself." "What the hell do you mean more exciting?" asked Sarah, amazed that Wendy wasn't horrified at even the thought of it, "It's your Mum!" "Well if it bothers you that much, why don't you stop thinking of her as my Mum and more as your opponent instead?" the big girl smiled, "anyway she probably won't last more than five minutes against you, she hasn't done it in nearly twenty years." The little blonde felt another twinge in her stomach as another memory of that afternoon flashed across her mind. Giving a long sigh, she sat down at the foot of the stairs and folded her arms. She knew there was now little chance of avoiding this; firstly, because she never liked to let Wendy down and secondly, she didn't want Paula thinking she was afraid to face her. Turning and to the big redhead she stood up, smiled, and gave her a hug. "Are really sure you want this?" "Yes." Wendy replied confidently. "You might feel different when we're both stripped in front of you." "Why?" she shrugged, "It's not as if I haven't seen you both naked before." "Yes, but not in this sort of situation," the little blonde sighed. "Look babe, I'm sure I'll be fine with it." Wendy smiled, giving her lover a peck on the cheek. "Alright come on, let's get back in there." Stepping back into the room, they found Paula and Saskia chatting on the sofa, the blonde smiling hopefully at the two girls as she noticed them sitting back down. "You two okay now?" she asked. The pair nodded and smiled as Wendy grabbed her anxious lover's hand. "So, are you going to try and take me on then, Sarah?" asked Paula, smiling and winking at her. The Rematch: Sarah vs Paula Knowing there was no way she could really back out, she sighed and looked sternly at the brunette. "Yes okay but not now, later, when I've slept some of this off." "Okay, that sounds like a good idea actually, come on Sas, let's go bed for a bit." "Okay." The girls watched as Paula led her lover out of the room and up the stairs; noticing the expression on Wendy's face, Sarah smiled to herself and put her arm around her. "What's the matter?" "It's nothing; it just feels weird, seeing my Mum take Saskia up to bed with her." "Yet you've got no problem with me and your Mum going against each other in a sexfight," said Sarah, bemused. "Hmm, I don't know, I just can't explain it," Wendy sighed, "Like I said, I'm sure I'll get used to it eventually, come on, let's go and get some sleep." "Okay baby"............ ******************************************************** It was almost early evening by the time they were all awake; after making them all something to eat, Paula went back upstairs for a shower; when she returned, Sarah did likewise. They had decided that the fight should take place in the sitting room and that the winner could fuck the loser with a strap on. Rolling two duvets out on the floor and putting the dildo on the armchair, Saskia and Wendy sat on the sofa and waited for the two competitors to appear. Paula was the first to enter the room; wearing her white silky bathrobe, she smiled at the pair and shrugged it off, revealing a blue lacy thong. As she looked at her Mother's near naked body, Wendy felt a strange sensation in her pussy, mixing uneasily with a sickening feeling of guilt in her stomach; starting to blush, she shook her head and looked down at the floor. Saskia smiled confidently at her athletically figured lover; she had wanted to see someone beat Sarah ever since being humiliated by her in her office and felt sure that Paula could easily grind her into complete submission. "You can do this," she whispered, winking at the brunette. Just then, Sarah came into the room wearing Wendy's dressing grown; untying it, she dropped it on the armchair, leaving her in just a pair of white panties, covered in little red love hearts. Wendy smiled as she looked at her diminutive lover, standing with her hands on hips, trying to stare down her rival. "Still rocking the Granny pants then, Sarah?" Saskia smirked. Ignoring her, she knelt down and waited for Paula; with a knowing smile, the brunette knelt down and faced her little bespectacled opponent. "Come on Sarah," Paula goaded, "make your move." Grabbing her arms, she tried to push the brunette on to her back, but she was too strong; breaking free, she gave Sarah a hard shove, making the little blonde fall back. Laughing, Paula leapt on top of her, holding her down by her wrists. "Nnnnnnaaagghh!....bitch!" she growled through gritted teeth, desperately trying to wriggle loose from Paula's grip. "Come on little girl," she teased, letting go and twisting Sarah's already erect nipples. "AAAOOOWW!.....FUCK!" she screamed, wincing and covering her breasts. Getting back up to her knees, Paula moved away and waited for Sarah to get back up. As they sat watching in silence on the sofa, their two partners could feel the sexual tension already building in the room; exchanging a look which lasted a little longer than perhaps it should have, the two turned their attention back to the struggle playing out in front of them. Sarah had now got back up to her knees and was facing Paula again. "Come on sweetie, try again," the brunette smirked. "BITCH!" the young girl screamed, launching herself at Paula. Moving a little to the side she grabbed Sarah and wrapped her strong legs around the little blonde's midriff trying to squeeze all the fight out of her. "Aaagghh! Oh God no....no no!" she wailed despairingly, her legs thrashing about wildly as she dug her nails into Paula's thighs in a desperate bid to get her to release her. With an almost sinister laugh, the brunette reached down and pulled her trapped opponent's panties down to her knees, exposing her trimmed blonde bush and the moist lips of her pussy. "Ahh, there we go Sarah," she whispered, gently running her fingers over her rapidly swelling clit. "Uuuuhhhh...oh God....you fuckin....aaaahhhhh..no..NO!" As Paula's thighs gripped tighter around her, she felt the fingers slip inside. "Oh God Paula....NO....NO PLEASE!" Knowing she couldn't hold on much longer, Paula thrust her fingers harder into her trapped opponent, her gasps and pleas getting more fevered and her breathing faster as she tried to block out the amazing sensation of Paula's expertly probing fingers. "Aaaaaaahhh!.....ffffuuuckin.....noooooo! "Thaaat's it....come on Sarah," Paula whispered, the little blonde almost sobbing as the climax gripped her and racked her slender little frame. "Aaaaaahhhhh.....oh God Paula....yes...yes..yes.....yyyeeeaaahhh...ohhhh fffuuuck!" As she began to settle, Paula released her and stood up; looking over at the sofa, she found Saskia looking back at her with a very satisfied look on her face. Wendy's expression, on the other hand, was much harder to read. Smiling at them both, she then turned her attention back to Sarah, who had just about managed to get back up to her knees. "Ready?" "Just give me another minute," she groaned, looking very unsteady. With a mixture of emotions churning within her, Wendy looked on as her girlfriend tried to summon up the strength to continue. Although she felt concern for her, she couldn't deny the tingling sensation in her clit as she had watched her Mum totally dominate her girlfriend, making her orgasm within the first few minutes. Sure, she had seen Sarah succumb early on in a fight before and she had been turned on by seeing another girl making her come, but this felt different; the guilt seemed to amplify the feeling to the point of being almost unbearable. Swallowing hard and closing her eyes, the big girl shook her head as she felt her pussy getting wetter. "Okay, I'm ready," said Sarah, beckoning to her opponent to make her move. With an impish grin, the older woman pounced on her, slamming her down hard on her back. "Owww...shit!" Mustering all her strength, the young girl pushed and managed to roll Paula onto her back; quickly straddling her belly, she grabbed the thong and yanked it off, throwing it at Saskia. "There you go bitch! Look after that for your mistress!" she scowled, before turning her attention back to Paula. The older woman bucked and arched her back, trying throw the little blonde off, but to no avail, the girl stayed firmly clamped to her. As she began to tire, Sarah spread her legs and started slapping her rock hard clit. "Ohhhh yeah, you like that Paula?" she laughed, slapping harder, "fuckin sing for me bitch!" "Uuuuuaaaaahhh.....oh fuck....fuck...you evil little.........aaaaahhhhh...no...no no!" "Evil little what?" she mocked, slipping her fingers into the moist folds, "sweetie?" "Ohhhh God......yes...yes......oh fffuuck!" Feeling the older woman's body writhe beneath her, Sarah thrust her fingers deeper. "Ohhhh God......yeeaahh.....bitch....aaaaahhhh!" "Come on!" "Aaaaagh.....aaaahhh...yyyeeahh....Oh my God yyyeeeeaahh!" Paula clenched her fists and slammed them into the floor as she felt the muscles starting to spasm around Sarah's fingers; a few gentle strokes of a thumb on her throbbing clit was enough to push her to a shattering orgasm. "Aaaaaaaahhhhh.......FFUUUCK......YYYYEEEEAAAHHH!" Feeling her opponent's body go limp, Sarah stood up and looked over at the sofa; Wendy looked as if she had quite enjoyed what she'd just witnessed, giving her lover an approving smile. As for Saskia, she just sat there glaring at the young girl. "Oh dear, not going the way you hoped is it?" she teased, winking at the sour faced blonde. "There's time yet," Saskia replied sternly, looking over at Paula who was still lying on her back. Eventually getting back up to her knees, the brunette looked across at her resurgent little opponent. 'Well you're definitely a lot better than last time,' she thought, smiling at her, 'but still not quite good enough, as I shall now demonstrate.' "Ready Paula?" the young girl asked, smiling confidently. The older woman nodded and edged closer to the little blonde. Suddenly Sarah lunged at her but she was ready for her and grabbed her round the waist; pulling her in close, Paula then slipped her other hand between her legs. "Ohhhh ffuck...no." she groaned, trying to pull away. "Gotcha," Paula whispered, softly kissing her neck and tightening the grip around her waist. "No....no...aaahhh....no!" Sarah's head began to swim as she felt Paula's fingers gently stroking her pulsing clit, her pussy now so wet, it was starting to run down the insides of her thighs. Now totally trapped, the only thing she could do is try and close her legs before Paula pushed her to another climax, but it was hopeless; as she felt the fingers slip inside her dripping snatch, her whole body tensed as the shockwave coursed through her. With her resistance ebbing away, she fell forward, burying her face in her opponent's shoulder as the fingers were thrust harder into her. "Ohhhhhhhh God........Paula please...pleeease." With her girlfriend now completely at the mercy of her Mother, Wendy could feel the butterflies building in her stomach once more; although racked with guilt, she couldn't help feeling a rush of excitement as Paula gently lay the little blonde on to her back and slowly begin to trib her, extracting a desperate groan from her rapidly fading opponent. Unable to fight the urge any longer, Wendy discreetly slipped her hand inside her jeans; trying to suppress a lustful moan as her fingers gently massaged her pulsing clit. "Aaaaahhhhh.......aaaaaahhh.......oh ffffuuuck....Paula!" "Come on Sarah, you're slipping again aren't you?" the brunette purred, thrusting harder. "Ohhhhhh God no.....no.....you bitch...aaaaahhhh!" Unable to fight back, Sarah closed her eyes and shook her head. All she could see in her mind were flashbacks of that afternoon; those piercing green eyes burning into her as Paula totally broke her will. Feeling her body start to tense as the climax within her edged ever closer, she screamed in anger and ecstasy, tears starting to roll down her face. "Paula...Paula.....Oh God....please....PLEEEAASE!" Smiling down, Paula thrust harder until she sensed the young girl was right on the edge before suddenly stopping and getting up. "AAAAAHH......NO PLEASE....YOU CAN'T STOP NOW......YOU CAN'T......OH MY GOD PAULA PLEEEASE.....YOU WIN...YOU WIN!" the girl screamed. "What did you say?" asked Paula, smiling down at the writhing girl. "YOU WIN....YOU WIN.....PLEASE PAULA!" "Oh my God, yes," Saskia whispered, smiling wickedly, "suffer, you smug little bitch." Stepping over to the armchair, Paula picked up the strap on and held it over her pleading opponent. "Yes?" "Oh God yes...yes!" "Okay," the brunette smiled; slipping on the harness, she then knelt down, the tip of the dildo just above Sarah's face. "Suck it, loser!" Paula barked, staring menacingly at her beaten opponent. The little blonde sucked and licked eagerly at the marbled shaft whilst rubbing desperately at her throbbing rock hard clit; after a few minutes, Paula slipped between her legs and gently eased the tip into Sarah's dripping snatch. "Oh God....Paula please!" she groaned, clawing wildly at the brunette as she tried to pull her closer. "Shhhh, okay," the brunette whispered, kissing her neck and slowly pushing the whole length inside. "Ohhhhh.....fffuuck...yes.....yes!" Saskia and Wendy watched in near silence as Paula began to thrust harder, making the little blonde groan wantonly and thrust her hips upward. "Oh my God......aaaahhhhh.....aaaaaahhhhh!" "You like that Sarah?" "Ohhhhh.......oh God yes....yes.....fuck me....FUCK ME!" Hearing her breathing getting heavier, Saskia turned to Wendy; her face was flushed and she kept swallowing hard. Looking down, she then noticed her hand was down the front of her jeans; with a mischievous smile, she leaned over whispered in her ear. "You naughty girl, you like that don't you? you like watching your Mum fucking your girl?" "Yes......oh God yes!" the big redhead gasped, thrusting her fingers deep into her soaked pussy as she watched her lover dig her fingers into the duvet and cry out. "OHHHHHH........FFUUUCK......YEEAH......YYEEAH!" "That's it Sarah, come for me," the brunette purred, thrusting harder and pushing the little blonde past the point of no return. "AAAAAAAAAHHHH.......OH......GOD.....PAULA.....YEEEAAH.....YYYEEEEAAAH!" Gripping hard to the duvet, Sarah screamed ecstatically as an explosive orgasm tore through her; sending her senses reeling. As her body writhed in pleasure, a torrent of cum surged from her pussy, soaking both women and spilling on to the duvet. Letting out a final exhausted sigh, her body fell limp and she closed her eyes. "Oh My God.....yyyyeeeaah!" Wendy groaned, slumping back on the sofa, the sight of Sarah being fucked to a shattering orgasm by her Mother pushed the big girl to a climax of her own, but as the pleasure passed, it was replaced by a sudden sickening feeling of guilt. Turning to Saskia she found the blonde smiling knowingly at her. "Don't worry Wendy," she whispered, "I won't say anything." Softly kissing the sleeping girl on the forehead, Paula then got up, took off the strap on and dropped it on the floor. "I'm going back upstairs, you coming?" she said, offering her hand to Saskia. "Yep, see you later Wendy," the blonde chirped, a smug grin on her face. The two older women left the room, giggling as they climbed the stairs. Waiting until she heard the bedroom door close, Wendy got up and went over to Sarah. "Babe, are you okay?" "Mmmm, yeah I'm fine," she replied, slowly getting up and flopping back down in the armchair, "Well, did you enjoy watching that then?" "Hmmm, sort of," the big redhead nodded, looking down at the floor. "Ever heard the phrase be careful what you wish for?" "I'm sorry." "Please don't ever ask me to do that again," said Sarah quietly, removing her glasses and rubbing her eyes. "Don't worry I won't," her lover replied, burying her face in her hands. "Right come on," the little blonde sighed, "I'll get dressed and then we can go back to my place." "I can't drive babe, I'm still over the limit." "Well I'll book a taxi then, do you really want to lie there in your room listening to those two 'congratulating' each other all night, because I know I bloody don't." "No neither do I; okay you go and get dressed and I'll order the taxi," Wendy smiled, picking up the phone. Still feeling a little unsteady, Sarah slowly climbed the steep staircase; she was about to go into Wendy's room when Paula appeared at her bedroom door. "Recovered now?" the brunette smiled. "Yes thank you," Sarah replied, fixing the older woman with a stern look. 'Wow, you really do look even cuter when you're angry,' she thought to herself, smiling, "You two off out?" "We're going back to my place," the young girl muttered. "Don't be too hard on yourself," Paula smirked, "you put up a good fight; you might even win next time." "Fuck off Paula, there won't be a next time!" Sarah growled through gritted teeth, before going into Wendy's room and slamming the door behind her. "Really?" the older woman smiled, closing her door and turning to Saskia. "Right then, where were we?" Thanks for reading, MELD.