2 comments/ 17205 views/ 6 favorites Wendy vs. Jenny By: MELD9003 Hi readers, This is the fourteenth installment in this series. Previous story: 13. Sarah vs Lily. Hope you enjoy it MELD. ************ "Well it's about bloody time," said Sarah as they stepped inside room 6 and closed the door, "considering how much Patricia pestered me to get you to join, it's took her long enough to give you your second fight." "Hmmm, yeah," Wendy replied anxiously, sitting down on the edge of the bed. "What's the matter? Not nervous are you?" "Hmmm, a bit yeah," the big redhead sighed, slipping off her trainers and lying back on the bed. "Why?" "Well, what if she's put me up against one of the real mean bitches like Bronwyn or Hannah?" "What? Nah, of course she won't," Sarah smiled reassuringly, putting her arm round her lover, "you'll probably get someone like Victoria." "Hmmm, maybe." "Look, you'll be fine; you did okay in your last practice against Hayley didn't you?" "Yeah I know; but she's getting really easy to beat, I can read her like a book, she always uses the same moves." "Come on, stop fretting," said the little blonde, picking up the phone to order some drinks, "You'll be alright." Much to Sarah's relief after her defeat to Lily, Patricia had decided to concentrate a little more on Wendy, giving the big girl her second fight and hoping to take the pressure off one of her star performers. Since the defeat Sarah had only had one more fight, a rather disappointing 1-1 draw with Julie, after which she had requested to be left off the roster for a little while, just to give her some time to recuperate. Reluctantly Patricia agreed and granted her a few weeks break; in return the little blonde had said she would consider a rematch with Lily (providing the money was right of course) which seemed to sweeten the pill. Putting the phone down, she lay down next to the big redhead. "Saskia seemed very quiet on the way down here." "Yeah, I think her and my Mum might have had words," replied Wendy. "Oooh dear, lover's tiff," Sarah giggled, "what about?" "I'm not certain, but I'll bet it's got something to do with us coming here." "I don't see what your Mum's problem is." "She thinks Saskia's bringing us here too often," the big girl sighed, "and that it will cause problems for all of us eventually." "I don't see how," Sarah shrugged, "I'm on a break and you're only just having your second fight." "Well I get the impression she's not that happy about it." "Or she's not that happy about you competing here," said Sarah, raising her eyebrows over her glasses. "Maybe you're right; maybe she's right, perhaps I shouldn't be here," Wendy muttered, getting back up and sitting on the edge of the bed. "What? I thought you liked coming here," said Sarah, putting her arm round the big redhead once more, "it was you that wanted us to join this crazy circus in the first place." "I know and I do like coming here, but maybe it's better if you fight and I just come along to support you." "Oh come on don't be silly, you're just nervous; besides, I need a break and one of us has got to bring some money in." "Huh, I suppose two hundred quid's better than nothing," Wendy moaned, folding her arms. "Well if you're going to think like that, that's all you'll get," the little blonde sighed, shaking her head and getting up off the bed to answer the door; opening it, she found Perkins standing there with a tray. "Your drinks Miss," he smiled, handing over the tray. "Thank you Perkins." Closing the door and placing the tray on the table, she took the two glasses and handed one to her apprehensive lover. "Here, get that down you." "Thanks," Wendy smiled, taking a sip from her glass, "I'm sorry babe, you're right, I am really nervous; it's been that long since my fight with Jadzia, this feels like another debut, if you get what I mean." "Don't worry baby, you'll be fine; I'm sure Patricia won't put you up against anyone too tough," said Sarah, sitting back down next to the big redhead and gently squeezing her thigh. Looking at her lover's reassuring smile, Wendy took a large swig from her glass and lay back on the bed; finishing her drink, Sarah lay down beside her. "When do you think Patricia will pair you up with Lily again?" Wendy asked, cuddling into her. "Dunno, but I can wait, I'm certainly in no rush to face her again," said Sarah, feeling her stomach churn. "Fuckin' evil cheating bitch," muttered Wendy, pulling the little blonde close to her and softly kissing her neck, "I love you so much babe." "I love you too baby." With just the sound of the ticking clock in the background, the pair drifted off to sleep... ********** "Baby... baby come on, wake up... it's half seven," Sarah whispered, gently tugging one of Wendy's plaits and kissing her on the cheek. "Oy! Get off you little sod!" the big girl giggled, tapping her hand away. "Well get up then." "Alright alright," Wendy groaned as she sat up and rubbed her eyes, "are you gonna make us a brew?" "Tea or coffee?" "Tea please babe." "Okay," Sarah smiled, clicking the kettle on, "feeling a little better now?" "Hmm a bit I suppose," said Wendy, getting up and stretching. "Cheer up, your little friend Nina will be here with your robe and colours soon," the little blonde teased, smiling and winking at the big girl. "Sod off you, don't start that again," Wendy smiled, shaking her head. "You're going very red." "Piss off Sarah." "Oh come on Wend, I know I might have been a bit dazed and knackered when you both helped me back up here that night, but I could still see the chemistry between you two," said Sarah, raising her eyebrows over her glasses. "What chemistry?" "You know what, the swoony looks, the sighs, the smiles; it's been going on for months." "Well I can't help it if she fancies me," Wendy shrugged. "What and you don't fancy her?" "Hmm, she's quite cute I suppose, but it's not as if anything will ever come of it; Patricia would hit the roof if she found out there had been anything going on between us." "Huh, you're right there; pity though, she'd have made a nice little sparring partner for you," Sarah smirked, raising her eyebrows again. "Sod off!" the big redhead laughed, throwing a pillow at the little blonde, "I thought you were making a brew." "You're going red again." "Just get the tea made, short stuff." Just then, there was a knock at the door. "Oooh, I wonder who this could be?" Sarah giggled, "Do you want me to get it?" "No it's fine, I'll get it," the big girl smiled, making her way over to the door; sure enough, when she opened it, there was Nina standing there with a robe on a hanger. "Good evening Miss," the pretty brunette chirped, a broad smile on her face as she handed over the robe. "Good evening Nina, thank you," Wendy smiled nervously, taking the garment and rooting in the pocket for the schedule card. "I shall return later to escort you; goodbye Miss." "Okay, bye Nina." Closing the door behind her, Wendy looked over to find Sarah tilting her head from side to side and fluttering her eyelashes. "Good evening Miss," the little blonde teased, giggling. "Piss off you little sod," Wendy muttered, opening the card and studying it, "Hmm, oh well," she sighed. "Well come on then, who did you get?" asked Sarah, taking the card and scanning down the list. Miss Hannah Myles. vs. Miss Anita Lombard. Miss Wendy Taylor. vs. Miss Jennifer Cooper. (Debut.) Miss Bronwyn Evans. vs. Miss Jadzia Baczkowski. Miss Helen Baines. vs. Miss Beverley Warner. "Hmm, interesting; well that's not too bad, you've got a newbie," said Sarah, handing the card back to her lover. "I wonder what she's like?" asked Wendy as she looked inside the robe and took a bright red thong off the hanger. "What do you mean?" "Well, you know, whether she's tall, short, bulky or thin." "Well whatever she's like, you can bet she's sitting in her room bricking it, just like every other newbie," said Sarah, handing the big girl a cup of tea and giving her a peck on the cheek. "I know how she bloody feels," the big girl sighed, taking a sip, "I'd better go for a bath in a bit." "Okay baby, don't worry, you'll be alright once you're out there." "Hmmm."... *********** Stepping out of the bath, Wendy dried herself off, put on the thong and slipped into her robe; she then went back into the room, sat down at the dressing table and began to put her plaits back in. Looking in the mirror she could see Sarah smiling at her. "What?" the big girl asked. "Nothing, nice bath?" "Yep." "I suppose you've been lying there dreaming about Jessie J again have you?" Sarah giggled. "Sod off, no I haven't!" said Wendy, turning round, her face slightly red, "you're in a right piss taking mood today; what's the matter with you?" "I dunno," the little blonde smiled, "I guess I'm just looking forward to your fight." "Well at least that's one of us then; and how did you know I fancied Jessie J?" "Well it's pretty bloody obvious!" the little blonde laughed," your bedroom walls are covered in posters of her, you're always playing her songs and you go all lusty eyed whenever you watch one of her videos." "No I don't," said Wendy indignantly, "well come on then gobby, there must be someone famous you fancy." "Erm... no, not really," Sarah shrugged. "Oh come on, there must be someone," the big redhead pushed. "Erm... well I suppose I've got a bit of a thing for Lisa Holland." "Lisa Holland?... Who the bloody hell's Lisa Holland?" "Fuck sake Wend," Sarah said in an exasperated tone, shaking her head, "I thought you were doing media studies; she's a correspondent for Sky News." "Yeh well, I don't watch the bloody news, it's boring," said Wendy, sitting down on the bed next to her lover, "what's this Lisa bird look like then?" "Erm... she's blonde, about mid forties, curvy figure and a nice soft mumsy face, a bit like yours," Sarah smiled. "Mumsy, mumsy? I'm only 22 you cheeky little cow!" Wendy shrieked, giving Sarah playful tap on her thigh. "Ow! I wasn't being cheeky, it was meant to be a compliment," the little blonde giggled. "Oh right thanks, I think," smiled Wendy, looking up at the clock, "oh well, not long now." "I told you baby you'll be fine," her lover whispered, putting her arm around her. Almost as if on cue there was a knock at the door. "Right come on," Wendy sighed, "let's get this over with." Opening the door she found Nina with her usual friendly smile. "Good evening Miss," she beamed as Wendy stepped out on to the landing followed by Sarah. "Good evening Nina," the big girl replied nervously, looking down towards the door Michelle was knocking. The door opened and out stepped a small, stocky girl with short cropped brown hair; giving Wendy a brief glance, she then folded her arms and looked down at the floor. "There you go, she's only small," Sarah whispered. "Yeah, so was Jadzia and look at the fight that vicious little bitch put up," replied Wendy anxiously. "Oh for God sake Wend stop fretting," sighed Sarah, rolling her eyes, "anyway, you would have beaten her if you hadn't been timed out." "Follow me please Miss," Nina chirped, getting the nod from her colleague. A few moments later they were standing at the double doors waiting to be introduced, the two fighters exchanging nervous glances. "Right, I'm going to sit down now; see you in a bit babe," Sarah smiled, giving her nervous lover a peck on the cheek. "Yeah okay," Wendy muttered, feeling her mouth go dry as she saw Patricia making her way to centre of the mat in her flowing blue evening dress and long white gloves. "Now ladies, we come to our second fight tonight; making her second appearance here at Boxten will you please welcome Miss Wendy Taylor." Swallowing hard and taking a deep breath, Wendy strode out on to the mat, trying to give off an air of confidence. "Good luck Miss," Nina whispered, eagerly helping the big redhead out of her robe, leaving her in just her thong. "Thank you Nina," she replied, her voice barely audible. "And now her opponent; making her debut will you please give a warm welcome to Miss Jennifer Cooper." To rapturous applause, the new girl made her way out to the centre of the mat, shrugged off her robe and handed it to Michelle, revealing a pair of turquoise bikini bottoms. Making her way over to the corner, she then sat down and began her stretching exercises; looking over at the guest table, Wendy could see her lover sat next to Saskia, the pair deep in conversation. "So, what do you know about this newbie then?" asked Sarah, taking a sip from her glass. "Hmm, not much," the older blonde shrugged, "Patricia arranged it all; I think she mentioned something about her being a student nurse and that she's from somewhere in Hertfordshire." "Oh right, is that it?" "Yep, pretty much; don't worry I shouldn't think she'll cause Wendy too many problems," Saskia smiled, "she's probably some complete novice that's been picked up by one of the members." Smiling over at her anxious lover, the little blonde mouthed the word 'pushover' and winked. Feeling a little more confident, she smiled back and took a deep breath. "To me please girls," Jacqueline ordered sharply. Finishing their warm-ups, the two fighters made their way over to the referee stood waiting in the centre of the mat. On closer inspection Wendy noticed her opponent had a small bar piercing through the left nipple of her pert little breasts; looking into her pale blue eyes, she could see the nerves building in the debutante as Jacqueline gave her usual friendly explanation of the rules. "Right, kneel." Obeying the referee, the pair sank to their knees. "Go!" Wendy instantly leapt on her smaller opponent, forcing her on to her back; letting out stifled groan, Jenny tried to wriggle free. "Ohhh... fuck... bitch!" she gasped, her legs kicking in all directions, but Wendy had her held down fast by her shoulders; realising she could hold the small girl down with one hand, she moved her other down to the nipple bar. "What have we got here Jenny?" the big redhead giggled, giving it a sharp twist. "Aaahhhh... oh ffuck... no... no!," she groaned, more in pleasure than in pain it seemed to Wendy; twisting it the other way, she smiled down at her mewling opponent. "You like that Jenny?" she purred, twisting harder. "AAAAAAAHHH... NO... NO... YOU BITCH!" the stocky brunette shrieked, her breathing getting more fevered as she desperately tried to wriggle free. "Aww, don't go," Wendy teased, straddling her and slipping her hand inside the bikini bottoms. "AAAAAHHH... OH GOD... PLEASE!" "Ohhhh nice." Running her fingers over the wisp of hair and stiffening bud, she slipped them inside the moist lips. "AAAAAAHHHH... OHHH FFFFUUCK... YES... YES!" "Thaat's it, come on," Wendy purred as she thrust her fingers deeper into her opponent's soaked pussy, her gasps and pleas getting more and more desperate as the climax rapidly built within her. "Come for me Jenny." "AAAAHHH... AAAAAAHHHH... YYYYYEEEEEAAAHHH!" Slamming her fists into mat, Jenny screamed as the orgasm gripped her, her eyes tightly closed as the waves of pleasure broke over her body. When she finally settled, Jacqueline tapped Wendy on the shoulder to allow her to get up. "Score Miss Taylor, 1-0." "Well, I make that just over a minute," Saskia chirped as audience burst into applause. "Well done baby," Sarah beamed, joining the audience and clapping enthusiastically. A few moments later, Jenny had recovered and the two competitors were kneeling in the centre of the mat facing each other. "Ready?... Go!" Taking Jenny completely by surprise, Wendy made a grab for the soaked bikini bottoms, ripping them straight off with one firm yank and tossing them aside. "Shit!" the brunette gasped, her eyes wide with shock. "Surprise!" Wendy laughed before shoving her over on to her back once more. "Oh no!" Jenny groaned despairingly as she felt the full weight of the big redhead on top of her; in a desperate attempt to fight back, she grabbed Wendy's left plait and pulled. "Bitch!" the brunette hissed, pulling as hard as she could. "Dear oh dear, is that the best you can do?" Wendy laughed, grabbing Jenny's wrist and digging her thumb in. "Aaaahh... ow... ooowww!" As she let go of Wendy's hair, the big girl grabbed her wrists and slammed them back hard on to the mat; moving up slightly, she then smothered Jenny's face with her large boobs, smiling to herself as she listened to the muffled groans. "Has she ever done that to you?" Saskia asked turning to Sarah. "Huh, she's tried to," the little blonde smirked as she watched her lover dominating her totally overwhelmed opponent. "How about this? You like this Jenny?" Wendy laughed. "Hmmmff... mmmnnoo!" "No? Okay," the big girl purred, moving back down and gently kissing and nuzzling Jenny's neck. As the two blondes watched, they could see that Wendy was whispering something; suddenly Jenny starting nodding frantically and pulling at Wendy's thong. "What the hell's she said to her?" asked Saskia, bemused. "No idea," replied Sarah, smiling to herself. Wriggling out of her thong whilst still managing to hold her opponent down, Wendy then slipped between her legs and began to grind their pussies together; Jenny moaning lustfully as the shockwaves racked her stocky little frame. "Aaaaahhhh... oh God... yes... yes... Wendy... pleease!" "Come on Jenny," Wendy purred, thrusting harder. "AAAAAAHHH... OH FFFUUCK... I'M... OHHH YYYEEEEAAAHH!" Unable to resist, Jenny writhed and bucked helplessly under her gleeful opponent as a second orgasm tore through her; after what seemed like an age to her, the sensation passed and she flopped back on to the mat. "I'll be waiting over there if you want to try again," Wendy whispered, kissing her softly on the cheek and getting back up to take the audience's applause. "Uuuhh... oh God," Jenny groaned, wiping her brow. "Score Miss Taylor, 2-0." "Bloody hell! we're not even halfway through the time," exclaimed Saskia, "whatever you've been doing with her Sarah, it seems to be working." "I got her a sparring partner." "Oh yeah, I remember you saying now; what's her name?" "Hayley." "Is she any good?" "Hmm, not bad," Sarah shrugged as she waited for the fight to resume. "Good enough for here?" asked Saskia hopefully. "Forget it Saskia, she only does it at home for fun." "Pity, we're always on the lookout for new girls," said Saskia, smiling ruefully and taking a sip from her glass. "Hmmm, yeah I know," said Sarah, giving the older blonde a knowing look. Turning their attention back to the mat, they could see both girls were ready to continue. "Come on baby, finish her," Sarah muttered under her breath. "Ready?... Go!" In an attempt to put up some sort of resistance, Jenny clumsily lunged at the big redhead, but she was ready for her; moving slightly to the side, Wendy opened her legs and caught her stocky little opponent between her thick powerful thighs. "Gotcha!" "Aaaaahhh... aaooowwff... fffuck!" Jenny gasped as she tried to wriggle free from Wendy's crushing grip. "That's it Jenny, try to wriggle out." the big girl laughed as she squeezed harder. "AAAAAAAHHHH... NO PLEASE... PLEEEEASE WENDY!" After a few moments, Jenny gave up trying to break free, it was futile. Feeling her opponent's body go limp, Wendy slightly loosened her grip and slowly moved her hand down between Jenny's legs. "Uuuuuhh... ohhhh... no," Jenny groaned, feeling the fingers gently massage her throbbing clit. Wendy vs. Jenny "Does that feel nice?" Wendy purred as she slipped her fingers inside the drenched snatch. "Aaaaaaahhhh... aaaaaahhhh... YES... YES... YES!" Once again, Jenny could feel herself slipping towards another shattering climax; closing her eyes, she shook her head wildly as Wendy thrust her fingers deeper, all the time increasing the rhythm. Letting out an ecstatic scream, her whole body tensed as the orgasm tore through her, her pussy squirting all over the probing fingers and on to the mat. "AAAAAAAAHHHHH... OHHHHFFFFUUCK... YYYYEEEEEEEAAAHH!" "Score Miss Taylor; Miss Taylor leads 3-0 with 3 minutes 12 seconds remaining." Smiling at her barely awake opponent as the room filled with enthusiastic applause, Wendy licked her fingers and gently nuzzled the brunette's neck. "Want to go again?" she whispered. "Go and wait over there please Wendy," said Jacqueline sternly, pointing to the corner. "Okay," the big girl smirked, sauntering over and placing her hands on her hips. To her amazement, Jenny got back up, staggered over to the centre of the mat and sank down to her knees, waiting for Wendy to join her. "Jesus, she's got some guts I'll give her that," Sarah smiled, shaking her head. "Hmm, reminds me of someone I know," replied Saskia, winking at the little blonde. Although slightly annoyed, Wendy couldn't help but admire her opponent's spirit; taking a deep breath and smiling; she strode over to the centre and knelt down facing the brunette. "You won't get back up this time," she purred. Jenny didn't reply, she just waited for the word go from Jacqueline, her gaze firmly fixed on Wendy's beautiful green eyes. Ready?... Go!" Instantly Jenny pounced on her larger opponent in desperate bid to knock her over but she wasn't strong enough or quick enough, Wendy simply grabbed her and slammed her to the mat on her back. Growling in frustration she tried to get away but again she was too slow; grabbing her by the ankles, Wendy dragged the stocky girl towards her and spread her legs. "Ohhhh... oh no... nooo!" Jenny groaned as she realised what was coming next. "Ohhhh yes," purred Wendy mischievously, "you should have withdrawn." Keeping a firm grip of Jenny's thighs, Wendy buried her head between them, licking and sucking ravenously at the brunette's dripping pussy. "Aaaaaaahh... oh God Wendy please... yes... yes!" Determined to finish Jenny off this time, Wendy pushed her tongue deep into her; feeling the muscles spasm around it, she knew she was close. Sure enough, seconds later the stocky little girl cried out as a fourth orgasm exploded within her, sobbing as she clawed wildly at the mat, the waves rippling through her body as a torrent of cum surged from her pussy. "AAAAAAHHHHYYYYEEEAAAHH!" "Thaat's it, good girl Jenny," said Wendy softly, licking her lips as she released the brunette. "Thank you," Jenny groaned, her voice barely audible above the applause. "Score Miss Taylor, Miss Taylor leads 4-0 with 1 minute 17 seconds remaining." Getting back up, Wendy went over to the corner and waited. "Do you wish to continue?" Jacqueline asked, kneeling down by the exhausted little brunette. "Withdraw... I withdraw." "Miss Cooper withdraws, winner Miss Taylor, 4-0," Jacqueline announced, beckoning over Michelle to assist Jenny. "Yes! You did it babe!" shrieked Sarah, holding out her arms as her lover came bounding over; waiting until they had finished hugging, Patricia came over to them. "Congratulations Wendy, most impressive," she said, embracing her and kissing her on the cheek, "I shall have your money sent up to your room shortly. "Thank you Patricia," Wendy beamed; slipping her robe back on, she then left the room, arm in arm with Sarah. "You know, I think those two are ready for a new challenge," Patricia whispered, smiling wickedly at her deputy. "Do you really think so?" replied Saskia, slightly concerned, "I'm not so sure." "Oh I'm sure they'll rise to it." "Very well Patricia, I shall make the arrangements"... ***** Thanks for reading. MELD.