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Chapter 2 - Busty Brawlers

"Hi, is this where the wrestling is being held?"

Marilyn stared at the young blonde standing at her front door. She looked about the same age as Marilyn's 21 year old daughter. She was wearing a skimpy bikini that barely covered her large but perky tits, and she had a white terry cloth robe draped around her shoulders. A young man in knee-length swim trunks and a tank top was standing slightly behind her with his hand on her waist.

"Wrestling?" asked a puzzled Marilyn, an attractive, buxom, 40-something brunette.

"Yeah, is this Rick's house?" asked the guy. "I forgot the street number but we were told it was a big house with a circular driveway."

Marilyn shook her head and pointed up the street of the long, private cul-de-sac. "Rick and Laura's house is at the end, number 574."

"Thanks a lot," said the girl, "sorry to bother you."

Marilyn watched the couple get back in their car and drive the short distance to her new neighbors' home. She noticed that there were several other cars already parked in their driveway. As she thought about it, she realized they looked like the same cars that had been there every Saturday for at least the past month.

Wrestling? she thought. At Rick and Laura's house? Her curiosity piqued, she walked upstairs to the top floor of her tri-level home. A small area of Rick and Laura's huge backyard was visible from a guest bedroom window. Marilyn could make out three tents set up side by side and the corner of what appeared to be some kind of tarp or mat on the grass near the tents. She didn't see any people out there. She waited, watching intently, until she caught a glimpse of someone leaving one of the tents and walking toward the tarp. Wanting a better look, Marilyn got a pair of binoculars from her upstairs office and focused them on her neighbors' yard.

Although it was difficult to see through all their tall trees, Marilyn could tell that what she thought was a tarp or ground covering was actually a large, padded mat. As she watched, she saw four young men set up folding chairs around the mat. Two of them sat down and the other two walked out of sight. The seated men seemed to be looking at something or someone with avid interest. Marilyn waited patiently.

She was rewarded when, suddenly, two busty women in bikini bathing suits rolled together on the mat into her line of vision. They had their arms locked and--they were wrestling! thought Marilyn, completely stunned. She continued to watch as the women rolled over and over, each struggling to dominate her opponent. One woman's big breasts spilled out of her top but that didn't seem to stop her. The two wrestlers soon rolled over out of Marilyn's line of sight.

She focused on the men who sat watching the match. They both were stroking obvious erections through the fabric of their swim trunks. Marilyn licked her suddenly-dry lips and continued to watch the incredible scene that was unfolding at Rick and Laura's. After several minutes, two women (the wrestlers? she wondered) joined the seated men. They sat sideways in the men's laps, both facing Marilyn. One woman was topless, and her man cupped and fondled her large, naked tits while kissing her upturned lips. The other man removed his woman's top and massaged her impressively-sized breasts and nipples while she squirmed on his lap in seeming delight and desire. It wasn't long before both couples got up and went into two different tents, zipping the door flaps closed behind them.

Aroused by what she'd just seen, Marilyn was panting slightly, and she felt a simultaneous tightening in her nipples and inside her pussy. It had been a long time since she'd been this excited. She laid down on the guest bed and started fantasizing about trading places with one of the women wrestlers. Slipping a hand inside the elastic waistband of her stretchy capris, Marilyn reached down and began to massage her aroused clitoris. "Hmm," she moaned as she imagined herself with a well-hung man who, excited from watching her wrestle, fondled and sucked her tits before plunging his hard cock deep inside her pussy.

Her nipples ached to be touched. Marilyn used her free hand to reach under the loose cotton blouse she was wearing and pull her bra up over her massive tits. Unconfined, her breasts fell to either side of her chest. She circled a rigid nipple with her finger before flicking it back and forth over the bud.

As she continued to excite her nipple, Marilyn slid her middle finger into the slick folds of her pussy and spread some of the juices onto her clit. She imagined her fantasy lover fingering her button as he pistoned her with his huge cock. Panting for breath, Marilyn rubbed her swollen clit furiously with the heel of her thumb. She inserted first two, then three fingers into her hot, wet pussy and began finger fucking herself fast and hard. Her hips rocked in rhythm to her finger thrusts, and Marilyn knew she was getting close to the edge. She gently pinched her tingling nipple, sending a shock wave to her equally-tingling pussy. As she pictured her fantasy man driving her to a mind-numbing orgasm, she climaxed in reality.

Although it was the best orgasm she'd had in a very long time, Marilyn still wasn't satisfied. It barely took the edge off the tension that had built while she was watching the sexy wrestlers and their men in her neighbors' backyard. I need a real cock, she thought, a big, hard, real cock. She hadn't had actual sex in over a year, not since long before her divorce was final, and her hand and her vibrator were poor substitutes for a man.

The more Marilyn thought about it, the more she wanted to be a part of the Saturday wrestling action at Rick and Laura's. Surely there would be a man there who'd be turned on by seeing her impressive tits straining in her top while she wrestled and who'd want to fuck her silly afterward. Marilyn smiled at that thought and decided she'd pay her neighbors a visit tomorrow.

Laura and Rick were still drinking coffee and reading the Sunday paper when Marilyn stopped by their house late the following morning. "Well, hi, Marilyn, come on in," said Laura. "Would you like a cup of coffee?"

"That'd be great." Marilyn looked around as she followed Laura into the kitchen. "I love how you've decorated this place. It looks so much warmer and more inviting than it did. I forget, how long have you been living here now?"

"It'll be three months next week," replied Laura. "Come on, let's take our coffee out to the patio." They went outside and joined Rick at a round, shaded table that was strewn with the Orange County Register. Rick greeted Marilyn and moved the papers to make a place for her.

"So how do you both like it here?" asked Marilyn.

"We love it," Rick and Laura answered at the same time. They laughed. "Seriously, moving to Southern California is the best thing we ever did," said Rick. "And we really like this neighborhood and this house, with its terrific view and all its seclusion."

"It looks like you've already made a lot of friends out here, too," said Marilyn. "You seem to have company over every Saturday."

Laura and Rick exchanged glances but didn't say anything. "It's OK," Marilyn said, "I know what kind of 'parties' you have here on Saturdays. A young couple came to my door yesterday and asked if my house was where the wrestling was being held. I directed them to your place but I was really curious, so I went upstairs and looked into your backyard. I couldn't see much, but I did see two women wrestling in bikinis."

"I didn't think anyone could see into our backyard," said Laura. "Anyway, it's just friends getting together for fun. Six of us women wrestled each other in the pool one day during a party and we really enjoyed it. And so did the guys," she added with a nod to Rick. "We decided to hold a wrestling party here every Saturday. Our matches are five minutes long, and there're rules that we all have to follow. Every woman has two matches a day, one before lunch and one after. We rotate the pair-ups so we're not always wrestling the same woman. And instead of wrestling in the pool, now we wrestle on a 20 by 20 foot mat that Rick and I bought a couple of weeks ago." She gestured way out beyond the patio. "And we bought three tents to use as dressing rooms or whatever."

Yeah, it's the "whatever" that I'm interested in, thought Marilyn. "So who was the girl that came to my door yesterday?" she asked. "If she's one of the wrestlers, why didn't she know where you live?"

"Because she's new to this 'club' of ours," Laura explained. "The five couples that were at our original wrestling party have obviously been talking to their friends and co-workers. Other women have found out about it and want to get involved. It was Ashley who came to your door by mistake. She and another girl, Vanessa, joined us for the first time yesterday."

Marilyn heard her opening but was suddenly unsure about asking Laura and Rick if she could join their group. What if they laugh in my face? she thought. I'm a lot older and bigger than the girls I saw. Then she remembered the exciting scene she'd witnessed the previous day and also remembered how long it had been since she'd had a cock in her. "Well, uh," Marilyn said hesitatingly, "that's the main reason I'm here. I think I'd like to join you, too. Could I?"

Laura looked surprised. She thought about it for a few seconds, though, and said, "Sure. That'd work out well for us. We got a phone call this morning from a guy who works with the husband of one of our wrestlers. He wants to bring his girlfriend here next Saturday to wrestle. I think he said she's got F cups."

Seeing Marilyn's puzzled look, Laura said, "I forgot to mention that we original wrestlers decided keep our 'club' exclusive. Since we all have big tits, we're only inviting women who are at least a D cup to join us." She looked at Marilyn's ample chest and asked, "By the way, what size bra do you wear?"

"40H," Marilyn replied.

"Oh, you more than qualify," Laura said with a laugh. "You'll have the biggest boobs of the bunch! Anyway, we need an even number of wrestlers, so I told the guy on the phone that his girlfriend couldn't join us until we found another woman who wanted to participate. If you want to join us right away, I'll call him back and tell them to come next Saturday."

"I'm definitely interested in joining you right away. What time do you start? And is there anything special I should wear?"

"We start at 11:00 and hold the matches 15 minutes apart. Why don't you come over about 10:30 so you can meet everybody and we can go over the rules with you? Use the gate on the other side of the house, by the tennis court. We leave it unlocked Saturday mornings. As far as what to wear, we wrestle in two-piece bathing suits. Do you have one?" Laura asked.

"I've got an old bikini I think I can still fit into."

"Great. I think you'll really enjoy it. I know I do." Laura squeezed Rick's hand across the table. The three of them talked about other things as they finished their coffee.

It was sunny and already warm when Marilyn arrived at Rick and Laura's house the following Saturday morning. As she entered their backyard and walked past the tennis court, she could see a group of people gathered under a large, somewhat circular grove of mature oak trees. The wrestling mat was centered in the clearing and was completely shaded by the overhanging trees. Laura greeted her as she joined the group and then introduced everyone to her. The other women already had on their bikinis. Marilyn removed the robe she'd worn over hers and paused before sitting down, making sure she caught every man's attention. She was justifiably proud of her well-shaped, naturally huge tits, and she enjoyed showing them off.

Rick explained the rules to Marilyn and Tiffany, the other newcomer. Tiffany was slim, tanned and toned. Her purple bikini consisted of a thong bottom and a top that looked like nothing more than two small triangles of fabric held together with string. Her size 36F tits were very firm, very round and very high. Maybe a little too firm, round and high to be real, thought Marilyn. She had long, layer-cut, highlighted hair that was about as big as her attitude.

"So let me get this straight," said Tiffany. "A match doesn't have to be five minutes long. It can be shorter if I get my opponent to submit. Right?"

"That's right," said Rick, "but we actually have never had a submission yet."

"That's because I haven't wrestled yet," she said smugly. She looked around at all the women as if sizing them up. Her hard eyes rested on Marilyn and she studied her briefly. Tiffany's good-looking boyfriend, Troy, was sitting next to her and was studying Marilyn, also.

After Rick finished going over the rules, he announced the morning's pairings: F-cup Kristi vs. D-cup Jeannine, DD-cup Heather vs. D-cup Ashley, G-cup Laura vs. D-cup Diane, DD-cup Karen vs. DD-cup Vanessa, and F-cup Tiffany vs. H-cup Marilyn. The matches all began with the opponents kneeling on the mat, facing each other. Marilyn watched the action carefully, studying the different wrestlers' moves. When a match was over, she'd glance around at the male spectators to see their reactions. Every one of them was noticeably turned on every time she looked. I've never seen so many erections together in one place, she thought lustily.

Karen had defeated Vanessa, and it was time for Marilyn's match. She was about to move to the center of the mat when she heard Tiffany complaining to Rick.

"It's not fair. Why do I have to wrestle the old cow? Why can't I wrestle one of the other girls?" Everybody stopped what they were doing and stared at the petulant woman. "I mean, all the rest of us here are in our 20s, right?" she asked.

"Almost 30," Laura piped up.

"But Marilyn looks like my mother," Tiffany continued. "I thought I'd be wrestling girls my own age."

"OLD COW?" Marilyn seethed. "First of all, I'm 45. That's not old. Secondly, if by cow you mean I'm fat, that's crazy. I have a normal body with real curves, not like that stick figure of yours. Or if by cow you mean my big tits hang, that's because of something called gravity. The only reason yours don't hang is because they've been so pumped up with silicone or whatever. They look like two big, round balloons that were stuck too high on your bony chest."

A couple of the other women had to stifle their laughs. "You know, maybe you're just jealous because my tits are bigger than yours and they're real to boot. I bet you came here today thinking you'd have the biggest tits of the group. Or maybe," said Marilyn, "you're afraid you can't take me. Maybe you've been thinking about how embarrassed you'd be to get beaten by an old woman."

"There's no way you'd beat me, you fuckin' bitch. Let's go." An enraged Tiffany strode to the center of the mat. Marilyn joined her there, dropping to her knees. Neither woman would shake hands. Tiffany stood taller on her knees than Marilyn, and her barely-covered breasts stuck out so much they almost touched her opponent's. Marilyn's bikini top formed a big sling for her own barely-contained tits. Her bikini bottom hugged her shapely ass and flared hips, and her slightly-rounded tummy swelled above it.

Rick set the timer for five minutes and called out, "Ready...set...wrestle!" Tiffany was lightning quick, pulling Marilyn down to the mat in less than two seconds. The women locked arms and began rolling over, struggling for dominance.

"Ow!" cried Marilyn. "Let go of my hair!" Rick gave a warning to Tiffany and told her it was the only one she was going to get. The wrestlers continued their struggle.

Tiffany's boyfriend, Troy, watched the match with unconcealed excitement. The contrast between Marilyn's womanly body and his girlfriend's model-like one was a huge turn on. He was fascinated by Marilyn's curves and found himself looking forward to each time the women would roll and Marilyn would be on top. Her ass was wider, rounder and meatier than Tiffany's and had a lot more movement. Troy was mesmerized by the way each of Marilyn's ass cheeks moved independently of the other, up and down, side to side. His cock hardened to granite as he fantasized about grabbing two handfuls of that ass and plunging himself into her willing pussy.

Tiffany managed to get behind Marilyn and hold down the older woman's arms with her hands. Instead of trying to pin her shoulders to the mat, though, Tiffany rolled Marilyn over on top of her. She wrapped her long legs around Marilyn's waist in a scissor lock and squeezed. Marilyn gasped for breath as Tiffany's muscles gripped her body like a vise.

Holding down Marilyn's upper arms with her own upper arms and elbows, Tiffany reached into Marilyn's top and pulled out both of her tits. She grabbed them hard at the ends and started twisting and pulling. Oh, Christ, that hurts, thought Marilyn, grimacing in pain. I'd sure as hell better get a good fuck out of all this.

"Is she allowed to do that?" asked Ashley as she watched Tiffany punish Marilyn's massive mammaries.

"Well, there really isn't any rule against it," replied Laura. "She's not hitting her or biting her."

Rick called out a ten-count as Tiffany continued to cruelly squeeze and pull Marilyn's defenseless breasts. "...nine, ten. That's it, release her," he said, "you've scored a point."

Tiffany ignored him. "Submit, damn it," she growled at Marilyn, who stubbornly refused to show the pain she was feeling.

"Let go of her now or you'll forfeit the match," Rick ordered. Reluctantly, Tiffany removed her hands from Marilyn's breasts, but not before giving her nipples a hard pinch. Marilyn groaned.

"That's OK," Tiffany said, "this match is as good as over." She rolled Marilyn off of her and rose to her knees, ready to resume the fight.

Marilyn rose up slowly to her knees. Her reddened tits were hanging outside of her badly-stretched top. She reached back, unfastened and then removed it. She turned to face Tiffany and straightened her shoulders, defiantly topless.

Troy took one look at Marilyn's naked H cups and became lightheaded because all his blood had rushed to his cock. Her tits were unbelievable. She had areoles the size of small saucers, and her nipples had swollen into two huge, tight buds. He stroked himself through his trunks, hard and fast, as he stared at her heavy hangers.

"Ready...set...wrestle," Rick called out. Once again, Tiffany was the quicker of the two combatants, almost jumping the gun. It took her about a minute to pin down Marilyn's wrists and shoulders. Marilyn was facedown, and her bare breasts were pushed hard into the mat as Rick gave a five-count.

Tiffany gloated as she got back on her knees, facing Marilyn. "See, I told you there's no way you'd beat me, you old bitch."

Marilyn readied herself for another go at Tiffany. Less than two minutes remained on Rick's timer when he gave them the call to wrestle. This time, Marilyn anticipated her opponent. They locked together tit to tit, one set soft and pillow-y, the other set hard and unmoving, as they strained and struggled for mastery over the other. Marilyn knew there wasn't much time left. I can't let that snot-nosed bitch win if it's the last thing I do, she thought. Using every remaining ounce of strength that she had, Marilyn turned Tiffany onto her stomach and put her knee into the younger woman's back to hold her down. She grabbed both of Tiffany's wrists and pulled her arms behind her. Standing up, Marilyn replaced her knee with a foot on Tiffany's back and began to pull her arms backwards.

Tiffany cried out in pain, and Rick began calling out a very slow ten-count. She'd pissed him off earlier, and he was in no hurry to stop Marilyn from getting a little revenge on her. Marilyn was pulling Tiffany's arms back so hard that her chest lifted up off the mat. Marilyn dropped her back down hard on her tits, never releasing her wrists, then pulled her arms back again as hard as she could. "Ooh! Ow! Oh, oh, ow!" Tiffany cried as Marilyn continued to pound her tits into the mat while Rick slowly counted.
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